Cleansing of hands

It's a friday today. Every friday sr. Capita has told me, "you must come to Daya at 6:45 for mass with MC father". So that was the plan. We were up and out of the hotel by 5:45 and when we got to the metro station it was closed. I figured maybe it's a little early for it to run, so we stopped at a stand and had a cup of chai and some sweet bread. I ended up chatting with a man that was a little ... in the head. All the locals where distance from him, but he wasn't really bothering me. He just wanted to talk. So I sat and listened to some crazy love drama he had/has and than he went off inBangali thinking that I understood him... but I continued to act as if I did. Afterwards, we found out the metro doesn't open till 7am and that would of been too late for us. So I went down sudder street looking for a taxi. My taxi driver was asleep and I woke him up... to find out a relative cost to get to where I was headed, he told me it should cost 30 Rps. So I went around asking taxi drivers and they all tried to get me to pay 150 Rps. I was just so fet up with all the taxi drivers, and when I told them I'll show them the way and they can just run the meter and I'll pay by the chart fare, they wouldn't say anything and said it's impossible to get it for less than 150, although the ride is less than 15 minutes away and I've gone to the train station for 65-100 Rps several times. So I was just sick of all the lying and went back to my Bundu and he was awake and took us to Daya Dan. I paid him 50 Rps, 20 more than he asked for just because he gave me the rate straight up and fair. When we got to daya dan; Corina, Caitlin and I were the only volunteers there early. I looked around and realized nobody was at mass. I asked sister if there was mass at 6:45 today and she chuckled, realizing everytime they've tried to get me to come to friday mass at Daya Dan something went wrong where I couldn't make it and this time I decieded to go on my own and .... well the MC father called her late last night and told them he couldn't make it. So just my luck. Corina, Caitlin and I ended up going down into the chapel anyways and said a rosary and did the daily readings/gospel together ourselves. It was Corina first day at Daya Dan and I was so happy she got to start off slowly before all the other volunteers came. I got to introduce her to the sisters there also and so it was a better transition I guess. I helped out in the classroom like usual (which is kind of sad because I really miss doing physical therapy with the children), but in class today I worked with Megha because she kept asking to have me teach her. Which made me feel special but than we weren't able to really do school work today because Sr. Christalata had something else planned for us. The head superior of Daya Dan was flying over to Wash. D.C. sunday early morning and tomorrow was her last day so Sr wanted Megha to make her a card with pictures of all the kids in the card. So we spent the whole morning cutting out pictures, drawing, and writing a letter for the head superior. Music time was great like always. I didn't play the guitar today, I had the spainard play since he took over for me while I was traveling and tomorrow was his last day here. Music class was great and so entertaining! The kids were doing tumble and rolls to get applauded and would come and sing the ABCs and 123s . I just adore it when they sing or can do something so well but independent. It makes them sooo happy when they finish and get the applause. The children just brighten up, jump and dance because how happy they feel after getting the support and encouragement.
I introduced Corina to Sr. Johana Fa (the sister downstair) and told her that we could help paint the pictures onto the walls at Daya Dan since she asked me about artist. And she said that God answered her prayers because she was praying for some artist to come help paint cartoonish/kiddish things on the wall. Whether it's of children, school stuff, music, relgious... she just wanted something beautiful on the wall and Corina definately is capable of that... as for myself... I'll color within the lines if Corina draws it out for me, haha. So next week I'll start working morning shifts, possibily staying during noon time in the classroom and than go straight from that to afternoon shift and paint pictures the downstair room that just was constructed. I'll be working from 8:30am - 5:30pm. But i only have a few weeks left... so i'll hit em hard.
After the morning shift was over, I ended up staying back for noon time while all the volunteers left. They needed someone in the classroom during this time while the sisters went and did their lunch, prayers, and nap time. I stayed back and worked with Megha and her friend Divya (she's a daughter of one of the Masis and is on school holiday so she's been at Daya Dan for the past few days). We played cards and than played Memory cards. Megha is absolutely incredible at memory card! She won the WHOLE deck of 100 cards (50 matches)! And I didn't even get ONE! She's incredible! This cute little nine year old. She can't really reach or grasp things very well with her hands so she had me flip the cards for her but she would tell me " over, up, left, right...yes that card" and I swear she had xray vision or something because she was SOOO good!
Megha needed me to take her to the bathroom (remember Megha is in a wheel chair and she has difficulties with many muscle functions). She took me over to the bathroom and told me step by step how she needed to go. It was so adorable. She said ... "you need to pick me up like a baby (craddle me in your arms- she doesn't like being picked up and swung over the shoulders) and than lay me down on the bed, take off my pant, put me on the toilet and then I'll tell you when I'm finish and than you'll need to take me back to the bed, put my pants back on and carry me like a baby back to my chair." She was so cute and so comfortable with me... I picked her up out of her wheel chair and she was laying in my arms and looked up at me and I looked down at her and she said, "you know what Uncle? you're very nice. I really like you. I think you are a very nice Uncle." It was so precious to me I wanted to cry!
It was a little funny afterward when I put her on the toliet seat because when she was on the seat she looked over at me and was like...uh oh, i just went caca and giggled... and said "so you need to get a wet towel for me too." hahahaha! It was the funniest thing I heard because of her cute little smile with it and how carefree she was saying it.
We hung out some more and played some cards all afternoon and the masis made me lunch at Daya Dan and afterwards I ran outside and bought some cadbury chocolate from the market on the street for Megha, Divya and the Masis. I heard earlier Megha and Divya saying something about chocolate so i figured, why not. They were really happy when I gave them some chocolate. I was pretty warm out so the chocolate were a little melted and a mess to eat.
Megha asked me to take her over so she can wash her hands and face. I brought her to the bathroom where there was a fosset along the wall and turned it on for her. She slowly washed her hands and than cupped her hands as well as they were able to cup water and splashed it onto her face. She spent about 10 minutes washing up and looked up at me and said, "Tuan you will wait for me, no? Don't hurry, you will wait." Awww...she've said some amazing things to me today that really challenged me to grow in love and patiences. Than she did something beyond words, totally unexpected and I felt so unworthy of such great love. She said "give me your hands uncle. I will wash your hands" She reached for my hands and held one of her tiny hands support my hands and using her other hand to cup water and rub it onto my hands! I slid my hands under the running water and she said... no no, i will wash them. And she continued to wash my hands. She asked me to turn over my hands so she can wash the other side of my hands... she did this so joyfully and so lovingly. I've never had anyone wash my hands that resembled Jesus the way she washed my hands today. I was in awe, that I was before God's most precious child and finding Him in the most beautiful disguise, in the youth and love of a child. She wanted to do something for me... and he way to show me was to wash my hands... the very small thing she was able to do on her own was to cup her hands and to move them to wash herself and she wanted to share her talent and her gift with me. She gave me more than I could ever ask for and I'm ever greatful for this greatest gift in the simpliest disguise. I realize that love doesn't need to give in extraordinary things and ways but with immense love. If love is always the motivation behind our giving, our gifts would touch hearts in ways money and things can't. The thirst for love is only quenched by love itself and every soul yearns for that comfort. We must begin always to think lovingly and than to be motivated by love to act on it and sharing the love with others.
I came back to sudder street and went straight toward mother house, Corina was at Orientation and I wanted to be able to meet her and Caitlin up for adoration or prayers afterwards but instead we were able to catch a 4:30 mass at Mother's tomb. There was a relic of Mother Teresa and at the end of mass everyone was given he opportunity to line up and have a blessing from Mother and kiss the relic. It was so beautiful. Well my day has been packed and I just had dinner and it's only 8:30 or so but i'm EXHAUSTED! So I'm off to bed! Take care, God bless everyone! I miss you all!