I've mentioned on this blog the Dream Team. They are a group of young adults who, after living hard lives that we could hardly begin to imagine, found the Lord. They committed themselves for 1 year to serving the people in the colored and black communities and then be sent out back to where they come from to make an impact there.

With them, we split into 2 groups and were supposed to teach at two colored schools life lessons to the children for 4 days. Above is the group that I was with. Our group would learn to be very flexible because nothing went the way we thought it would! We learned that there would be a strike the first day we were set to teach, and at the school my group went to, that meant that we would be playing entertainers for 4 hours instead of teaching! I fell in love with my class though :)
The second day, we found out that we wouldn't be teaching because the principal needed that day to catch up on curriculum, so we swept the streets of Paarl instead. On the third day, the principal from the school cancelled having us altogether, so we went to a school in Mbekweni, the black community. We actually got to teach a life lesson (ours was on following your dreams) of 30 minutes to 6 classes, the way it was supposed to be! But then the last day, we arrived at the school only to find out that those teachers went on strike too! And while the colored kids went to school, the children in the black community went home. When we got there, the principal was explaining to the children who actually came that there would be no class. What was pretty amazing though was some children came up to us and handed in their dream cards (we asked them to write down their dreams and we would collect them the next day)!
Before we got picked up, we were able to play a few games with the children. It was so much fun and lots of laughter to be heard.While we were at the schools, most of our team brought snacks to eat when on break. On the third day, a lot of us brought stuff like trail mix, fruit snacks, wasabi peas, and pretzels. The Dream Team loved them! They were surprised that we brought food from the States and I remember one girl saying, "You're making me fall in love with food that I'll never get to eat again!" I had brought a box of Cheez It with me for the airplane, but didn't open it, so I brought it with us on the last day. As with the other foods, they liked the crackers. I remember one girl in particular loved them! She kept going back for more and more! Soon enough the bag was pretty much empty and our ride came, so they went back in my backpack without another thought.
Seeing the box that my small group member knocked over just brought back all the memories from that day, and I just completely lost it. Even though we knew these people for less than a week and only spent 4 days together, we fell in love with them. Our parting was full of tears! But I'll always remember the words one what one said to me, "We may never see each other again in this life, but we'll meet again in heaven."
I never knew that a box of Cheez It crackers would make me cry. I never knew that I would have a heart for Africa. But thanks be to God that He gave this wonderful experience and for the opportunity to meet an amazing group of brothers and sisters.

God bless, Jen
























