As we arrived in the campus, in front of the Boys’ Home building, it seemed like something was wrong in the atmosphere around, since there were less cheering and less excitement than the previous Saturday we were here. I wasn’t sure about my other mentoring groupmates, but I knew something was wrong. Just as about we were about to enter, Sir Frankie, one of the people who run this home, ran to Ms. Casanova and whispered to her that she had something to important to tell her. Maybe, this “something” was what I was looking for.
We went up the stairs, and the gate that lead to the second floor, where the children reside, had this lock that wasn’t there in the previous weeks. As we went in, we saw Sir Frankie standing with the children about to make an announcement. He, then, mentions how the children, earlier that morning, stole a big amount of money from Sir Frankie, and therefore, were not allowed to go outside as a punishment. Maybe that explained the relatively gloomy atmosphere. But, much deeper than such, this situation made me think about my initial perception of these children before I even met them in the first encounter. Did the children I really meet truly delinquents? If not, then why do these children have the capability of doing such cruel action to their very own closest father in the building? This really made me ponder about the reason behind their stealing throughout the day. What’s for sure is that, maybe, this was part of God’s Will among these people.
Nevertheless, the program goes on, but because of their punishment, we had to use the indoor activities we prepared in class to, at least, continue the outreach. We focused on hygiene of the children, and prepared group games themed about the matter. Firstly, we played a little of Pinoy Henyo about actions relating to hygiene, such as brushing of one’s teeth, taking a bath, etc. The children were divided into 4 groups to compete with each other to try and guess the correct answer the fastest. The children were obviously not as happy and energetic as before, as only more or less half of them were participating and enjoying the game. Perhaps, they just bored as they were trapped inside, or possibly were guilty and gloomy about the incident, if they truly are. I can’t help but feel awkward as I watch my partners, Aljohn and Alvin, constantly stare at me from time to time to just smile at me out of boredom. This made me, yet again, contemplate on their wrongdoing and their capability of doing such. What is God planning as He works in each and everyone of these children?
As we were about to join our newly-formed groups for lunch, though they weren’t a part of my group, Alvin and Aljohn insisted to come to my group and join me for lunch. This told me how they were already comfortable with me just after 2 Sundays, which was, of course, a very great thing. So, throughout lunch, we just enjoyed our company, and made me doubt if they were truly capable of the actions they were possibly responsible for.
After lunch, we continued with the indoor group games until we left for the day. This time, maintaining the same theme as the previous, the game was similar to Pinoy Henyo, but this time, there was acting. The same reactions filled the atmosphere, but with slightly more enthusiasm with it.
As the games come to a close, it was that time of the SOP wherein we had to go and say goodbye to these children. Though it was a very subtle meeting, the impact was still there as always. I left the building still pondering on the incident, but it didn’t change my perception of them after all. I have the assurance that it was all His plan.