work in Casa Alianza

finally started to work... incredible and shocking at the same time the first day i worked in the casa alianza with over 120 street kids.... we painted, ate together, played and told them stories about the snow in europe... they were all so excited and asked what it feels like to touch the snow, whether it is cold or warm and what it feels like to snowboard... hehe... most of them didnt know though were Europe is... and if they knew were europe is, they confused Hungary with Urkaine, Uganda and stuff like this... but they are cute... most of them told me without hestiation their story from the street, for how long they have been in the Casa and what their plans are for future... sometimes i even forgot that these kids used to live on the streets and that they were lured to the Casa Alianza. You simply forget if you think that they are still capable of laughing even though the parents abandoned them, they lived on the street and most of them stole from people in Tegucigalpa. Still there is hope for them and it seriously, in a very cheesy way makes me happy to be able to help this kids to make it through the day. Today was more challening. I worked on the Street. We say, trabajo en la Calle. 2 Educator, Alvin and Evelyn, and me we went to the street to look for street children under 18 that might be willing to come with us to Casa Alianza, where they can receive food, medical care, education and other kids that have been through the same like them but believe that there is more than drugs and stealing on the street. One of the street groups that we have found were in a part of town called Atomica in Comayaguila. Approximately 20 children were sleeping on the street but in stead of blankets they used old paper boxes, dogs with flees sleeping next to them and the entire corner smelling like urin and trash. When we arrived some of the kids were about to wake up. So we talked to them about other options. But most of them were begging us for money to buy more drugs. Of course we didnt give it to them. But while we were talking I was shocked about the way they looked at me. This time I didnt feel threatened ... thats not it.. it how they looked.... their eyes were glazed, hopeless, gigantic pupils and further more most of them had bruises on their faces and arms from previous fights. Almost all of the kids weighted under 45 kg. they have AIDS and of course instead of eating they use drugs to reach again a certain status of delirium to forget it all. They were basically are really nice to us because we didnt want to do any harm but help. With others we play on the street and organise activities to lure them into Casa Alianza.

Today was a little bit different. I worked in Reintegracion Familiar.... means we help street children to get in touch with their partents again, supervise them, give them advise how to do it and why? Preventive talks are not unusal either.So Neilly a Educator, Federica and I got onto the bus direction Ciudad Espana. This is approximately 2 hours from Tegus away to a small little town of maybe 5000 inhabitants, unfortunately there is no possiblity in this urban area to work thats why the criminality rate is extremely high. We visited 4 different families all living simliar to houses but the things that covered the roof was thin metal, the windows were plastic cover and the families were in no case smaller than parents and min 6 children from the age of 0 to approximately 18 years.But the one girl that was 15 was 8 months pregnant, she was HIV positiv. In between the house chicken were running around and all over the Cidudad Espana there were cows, horses and donkeys. MOst of the children used to live in casa Alianza because their parents couldnt support them anylonger. For lunch we went to the only bistro in the city and ate enpanadas, pupudas and tacos. Really delicious, i cant complain about the food and a street child joined us. First i thought that i have to ignore him but i simply couldnt ... so fede and I gave him some food because why should we enjoy delicious food while he cant. His name was Jose and was 8 years old. 5 other siblings, thats all we know. He thanked us and wished us a nice day. The landscape on the way of travelling was breathtaking. But most of the area was destroyed by the hurricane mitch that devasted the entire country in 1998. On for example one of the hills there was a cemitary for all those who died from the hurricane.

Querubines is a home for girls from 12 to 18 .... girls who have been sexually abused, were forced to prostitution by their parents or have been violated in any other way. This home gives girls with these backgrounds the possiblity to rehabilitate and find other perspectives in live.27 destinies have moved my life today. I met various types of girls, from calm to outgoing, from laughing to crying. Dailyn for example, 16 since a month, got married when she was 15 to a 47 year old North American guy named Frank. Most probablly he payed the partens of Dailyn to give her free to marriage, because other than that why would the law allow this marrige. She seemed in love but as we all know from new in the newspaper, this could be called the Stockholm syndrom as well. Another girl, Maria 14 years old, was raped by her father and is pregnant now. And as the Honduresian law doesnt allow abortion, she has to carry her son which could be her brother too. Meilyn, 10 years old, was raped by her step father, with her mother knowing.... These are just some of the small inocent destinies that have moved my life today.Incredible of how girls with this background can possibly survive another day ... and another day... and another.... and another...