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แสดงบทความที่มีป้ายกำกับ associate board แสดงบทความทั้งหมด

วันจันทร์ที่ 11 เมษายน พ.ศ. 2559

I owe so much to the children of NPH as they brought a gleaming light into the darkest point of my life...


Below is a reflection from sponsor, volunteer, and NW Associate Board Member, Bailey Bangerter, who shares with us about her amazing experience at NPH Mexico.

Joining NPH Mexico in 2011 as the home's Communications Officer (CO), I was stepping into a life-changing whirlwind of events that have led me to where I am today. Having the dual job as CO and mentor to the high school students, I gained immediate insight into the tireless work that goes on behind the scenes to run the organization, as well as the ins and outs of the daily life of the children. While interviewing children to feature their stories on the website, it was difficult for me to grasp the depths of the tragedies and trials they had faced at such young ages. It was a privilege to hear the stories of our children as the home journalist, although it was an even deeper honor when the children opened up and shared their lives with me as a friend that had gained their hard-earned trust.


Before coming to NPH, many of these children were shuffled from one temporary shelter to the next, separated from their siblings. I am proud to be a part of an organization that gives children a true sense of stability and family-life. When they join NPH, they know that this is their �home�, where they can finally be liberated from the fear that they might be without education, food or shelter. I fully believe that NPH aids in the goal to break the cycle of poverty of the world.


NPH owes its success and longevity in large part to the organization's founder, our beloved Father William Wasson. He laid down the strong foundations of love, forgiveness and a merciful path, that the home continues to uphold. Father Wasson once said, �I believe that if we�re going to change the world at all, I believe that we have to start with the children, and we have to start in changing their hearts�.
 
I saw firsthand the good in these children and the depths of their hearts when I was forced to cut my yearlong volunteer commitment short for a family emergency. I was notified of my mother�s sudden decline in health one day, and I was scheduled to fly back to Seattle the very next morning.  With the abrupt announcement of my unfortunate circumstances during bedtime prayers, I was overwhelmed with tearful hugs of well wishes, heartfelt notes scribbled in seconds-flat, and a few tokens of remembrances, including small stuffed animals, necklaces and crosses.

 
In the ensuing months, I devoted much of my time to my mother, staking out UW Medical Center as our new primary residence. I was torn between being selfishly devastated to have been robbed of my final few months at NPH and being selflessly grounded in the every day struggle of supporting my mother. My soul was overwhelmed to hear that the high school girls were praying for my mother�s recovery during their nightly bedtime prayer circle. My mother actually recuperated to a point that she was able to transition into the outpatient setting. I attribute these few months out of the hospital partly to the prayers and unfailing support of my family at NPH. 


I owe so much to the children of NPH as they brought a gleaming light into the darkest point of my life. My mother, arguably the most beautiful person inside and out, passed away 3 months after I left NPH. The only factors that kept my spirit afloat were the love and encouragement from my three sisters, my close friends, and my new family of peque?os, fellow volunteers and staff at NPH Mexico. I was able to just hang on, with the anticipation of visiting my kids in Mexico every 6 months for graduations in July and Christmas celebrations in December. I only accepted jobs that permitted these semi-annual vacations and all my spare change went to my flights and travel costs.


Five years later, I�m still devoting much of my spare time to this organization, as an active member of the NW Associate Board, a proud Godmother of 13-year-old Rodolfo and a mentor of Irene, one of the six impressive students participating in the yearlong immersion program here in Seattle. Becoming a part of NPH has enriched my life in so many ways and has had a greater impact on my sense of self than I could have ever imagined.

 
As those who devote themselves to service often come to realize, when you set out with the idealistic goal of �making the world a better place� and �helping the less fortunate�, you end up investing in yourself more than anything. Through all the trials and challenges, you leave the experience as a stronger, more accepting and loving individual, with the life-long mission to work towards a more peaceful society. As father Wasson once said, �We are all brothers and sisters and we all must care for one another.� I am forever indebted to my brothers and sisters at NPH for caring for me over the past 5 years.

วันอังคารที่ 22 มีนาคม พ.ศ. 2559

I realized that it was a family I was so lucky to be a part of�

Below is a reflection written by former international volunteer and current Mid-Atlantic/Northeast Associate Board member, Courtney Gomez, about her year volunteering at NPH Guatemala.
 
In orientation, meetings, and activities at NPH, the philosophy of NPH-that we are all a family-is regularly discussed, but the truth is, I've heard this in other schools I have attended or jobs I have had. I distinctly remember looking around one day with my girls, watching a soccer game, and I noticed the majority of the children at NPH had gathered around the field. Some were enthusiastically cheering for their favorite t?o or uncle as staff at NPH are referred to. Some were at the game but playing with the younger kids, or hanging out listening to music with their peers or biological siblings. Whichever task the peque?os chose to do, there was a great sense of familiarity and belonging amongst them all. It occurred to me this day that this really is a family, and as girls ran up to me asking when I was going to open Chicas Poderosas or if I wanted to play cards, I realized it was a family that I was so lucky to be a part of.
 
Now as I get ready to leave this family and home that I have become a part of, I can�t help but think about all the things I will miss. Not big moments or events, but the little things that make us a family are the things I can�t imagine my daily life without. The way the volunteers help each other through the ups and downs of being away from our own countries. The way everyone tries really hard to pronounce my strange American name. The way my girls will yell "no one more time" after playing the same card games for hours, and despite the fact that it is time for bed, how I will try to fit in one more game. The way they tease me for loosing repeatedly or laugh at me but help me when I say a word wrong. The way they paint my nails in brightly colored patterns, or the way I can walk into a section or the cafeteria and be greeted by kids yelling my name with smiles and hugs. 
 
I am truly grateful to everyone of NPH Guatemala for letting me into their lives, for touching my heart and for impacting my life in ways I will never forget. 


วันจันทร์ที่ 29 กุมภาพันธ์ พ.ศ. 2559

The trip instilled in me a lifelong commitment to helping and supporting NPH�

Below is a reflection written by sponsor and Mid-Atlantic/Northeast Associate Board co-chair Bo Mlnarik.
 
I first visited an NPH home as a sophomore in high school.  My local parish sent a group of young people each year to the home in Mexico, and I was fortunate enough to join one of these trips.  The initial experience was incredible and overwhelming.  The kids and the home were so full of love and appreciation that it forced me to look at my own life and values in a way that I hadn't ever before.  The trip instilled in me a lifelong commitment to helping and supporting NPH as I witnessed firsthand the impact NPH's mission has on the children and community.  I have since been back to the Guatemala home three times, and each time I am reminded of how special and important that mission is.  NPH seeks to break the cycle of poverty in Latin American countries by providing the very basics of life: food, shelter, clothing, etc., to under privileged and disadvantaged children.  Most importantly, NPH provides these children with the essence of a happy and fulfilling life: education, faith and family.  The family community and sense of belonging that all children crave is the very fabric of the NPH home and is what makes it such a special place.  I have no doubt that the work I do and the money we raise to support NPH's continued mission goes to great use, and I look forward to staying involved with this organization in a meaningful way for the rest of my life.


 
 

วันศุกร์ที่ 11 ธันวาคม พ.ศ. 2558

Poem Wins Writing Competition in UPMW Region!


The Upper Midwest Region hosted our inaugural Photo Gallery Opening on December 3rd at the NPH USA Office in Minneapolis.  We had nearly 80 entries for the photography and writing competition.  The gallery was curated by a committee made up of Peque?as who grew up in our NPH Mexico home and members of our Associate Board.  The following poem that won our writing competition was read by author Bridgette Springer at the event!

We hope you enjoy the small glimpses into life at our NPH homes as much as we do!

See our previous post to view the winner of the photography competition or stop by our office in Minneapolis to see them on display.

As we walked to her section,

she asked me

�Do you ever look up at the stars

and think that we all see the same ones?�

 

�Yes,� I want to tell her, a year later.

I think it every night that I come back

to my parents� house

from a life that�s so different

from mine in Guatemala.

As I walk to the garage,

I whisper �noches� to the stars,

in hopes that my boys,

looking up at them from their bunkbeds,

will hear it

and know that I�m thinking of them.

 

-Bridgette Springer, 2015

 

วันพุธที่ 9 ธันวาคม พ.ศ. 2558

Upper Midwest Photo Gallery and Competition!

The Upper Midwest Region hosted our inaugural Photo Gallery Opening on December 3rd at the NPH USA Office in Minneapolis.  We had nearly 80 entries for the photography and writing competition.  The gallery was curated by a committee made up of Peque?as who grew up in our NPH Mexico home and members of our Associate Board.  The following photos each won their category.  Local friends, please stop by our office in the next year to see the photos on display. 
We hope you enjoy the small glimpses into life at our NPH homes as much as we do!
Check back for our next post to read the poem by the winner of the writing competition. 
Overall Winner (as chosen by Gallery Opening attendees)
Photographer: Kyra Knoff
Category: Food | Guatemala | 2014
�Let me help you out there�

 
Photographer: Sarah Cerkvenik
Category: Artistic | Nicaragua | 2014

 
Photographer: Martha Driessen
Category: Culture | Guatemala | 2015
�Quicea?eras�

 
Photographer: Steve Bernstein
Category: Home | Honduras | 2015

 
Photographer: Catherine Deeney
Category: Love | Mexico | 2015
�After sponsoring a Godchild for 16 years, I finally was able to visit his Mexican NPH home, and received bountiful amounts of love�

 
 
Photographer: Martha Driessen
Category: Nature | Guatemala | 2015

 
 
Photographer: Gaby Driessen
Category: Play | Honduras | 2014
�Brincando�

 
 
Photographer: Max Bernstein
Category: Portrait of a Peque?o | Honduras | 2015

 
 
Photographer: Mary Clare LeFevour
Category: Selfie | Mexico | 2015

 
 
Photographer: Gina Reis
Category: Judges� Choice | Mexico | 2014





Photographer: Beth Gillaspey
Category: Faith and Festivities | Nicaragua | 2008 

 
Photographer: Brook Ament
Category: Judges� Choice | Mexico | 2015

 

วันอังคารที่ 4 สิงหาคม พ.ศ. 2558

However, as many people told me, it wasn�t an adios (goodbye), but rather an hasta luego (see you later)...

Below is a testimonial written by Upper Midwest Associate Board Member Kristen Mages.
 
Three and a half years ago, I graduated from college, packed my bags and hopped on a plane for the Dominican Republic en route to a home called Nuestros Peque?os Hermanos. I knew I wanted to do volunteer work, but I really had no idea what I was getting myself into. I had found the organization online about six months earlier and thought it sounded like a good fit. It met my three simple requirements for the service year I planned on doing: working with children in a Spanish-speaking country and a faith-filled environment.

Before long, I was hooked. I remember my very first day at the home and how one of the special needs girls ran up to me giggling away as she lovingly tackled me with a bear hug. Since I was walking into a life where not even one face was familiar to me, I vividly remember how welcoming that hug felt. I also recall my second day there, Three Kings Day, and how I was allowed to choose the house I would get to work with (although looking back, it was actually them who chose me). I ended up in Casa Santa Ana, a house of twenty rambunctious teenage girls all hitting the age of puberty. After about six months of my patience being constantly tested by these girls, they started to trust me and open up. I sat by these girls� sides for hours as they talked about their boy crushes, their absent family members, their plans for the future and many other things; as they opened their hearts to me, I found myself doing the same with them. Before long, the thought of leaving after a year became unbearable, and I decided to extend my time there for another eight months.

As my second Three Kings Day with the girls came and went, I realized just how hooked I had become. What had felt foreign in every sense of the word just 365 days earlier, now felt familiar, comfortable and most importantly, right. I had twenty new hermanitas who meant the world to me. Months later, as my time abroad came to an end, I was forced to do the hardest thing I have done yet in life � say goodbye to these newfound family members. I am usually a person who keeps her emotions in check, but with this life event, I wasn�t able to. Even reflecting on those goodbyes a couple years later gets me choked up once again.

However, as many people told me, it wasn�t an adios (goodbye), but rather an hasta luego (see you later). And that was true. Since that difficult departure, I have been blessed to be able to go back and visit once or twice a year. I send letters to Casa Santa Ana every month, and I�m now sponsoring one of those twenty girls who hold such special spots in my heart. I�m also an active member on the NPH Upper Midwest Associate�s Board where I get to spend time with other young adults who possess the same strong connection I feel towards NPH. We host fundraising events and find every means possible to share this piece of our hearts with friends and family in Minnesota.

When I think of how important NPH is to me, a million different faces, moments, and memories come to mind. I remember things from my first day in the Dominican Republic three and a half years ago all the way to the conversation I had with my parents� NPH godchild yesterday, on the day of his graduation from high school. In the end, I realize that NPH has not only changed me, it is me.
 
 

วันจันทร์ที่ 13 กรกฎาคม พ.ศ. 2558

It was hard for me to fathom how so much compassion and humility could fit inside such small bodies...

Below is a blog post written by Upper Midwest Associate Board Member Katie Lawler.

Silvia told me that earlier in the day, every few hours Claude would ask her how long it would be until we got to Kenscoff.  When she and I were walking out of the hospital with him, she had to tell him three times to slow down so that we could keep up. His excitement was palpable, and it was a happy ride out of the heat of Tabarre and up into the fresh air of the mountains.

Arriving to find a home of twenty running shouting little boys was a rude awakening, however. Overwhelmed by the disorder, he shrank back in apprehension and pressed himself into us as if trying to disappear. When Silvia and I took him to the clinic to get his medications organized with the nurse, he fell apart completely and melted into my lap, crying in despair. The next day, I could see the salt marks from his tears on my black skirt. We tried our best to distract and console him, but it was no use - his shrieks when they finally peeled him away from us were heart-wrenching.
Later that night when the younger boys were getting ready for bed, we went back to check on him. He was calm, subdued. When his caretaker told him that it was time to bathe and put on his pajamas, he stood motionless, small head hanging, and frail shoulders hunched. I was about to move to help him start undressing when I saw another little boy already in motion. He knelt down in front of Claude and started patiently taking off his shoes. When he got down to the socks, he folded each one neatly and placed it inside the shoe. When Claude got back from the shower and stood shivering in front of his bed, a second little boy arrived with a towel and gently patted Claude dry.  He then helped Claude put on his new pajamas, taking care to button each button and to straighten Claude's collar when he was done.

I stood frozen, speechless, and awestruck...it was hard for me to fathom how so much compassion and humility could fit inside such small bodies. To me, this is a testament to the fact that this is a home where love is.



วันจันทร์ที่ 6 กรกฎาคม พ.ศ. 2558

NPH has given me more than I can ever "repay"!

Below is a reflection written by Upper Midwest Associate Board member Kyra Knoff. 

It's been almost a year since I returned from a year of volunteering at the NPH Guatemala home. Even though I don't live at the home any more, I am still active with NPH: I sponsor a child, volunteer in the office, and am on the Associate Board of the Upper Midwest Region. 

There are a lot of reasons that people get involved with NPH in the first place. Ultimately though, I believe that everyone's heart is in it for the kids of NPH, whether someone has a personal connection with a child or just hears their stories from afar. I recently re-read the testimonial that I wrote before leaving Guatemala and found a piece that I wrote about my section of boys. It's a reminder to me of what makes NPH exactly what it is.

"...I accompanied a section of 13 boys ages 9-12. At first, I could hardly tell them apart, but they soon became dear to me - I learned their quirks, favorite foods and games, and how to make each one laugh. These were the boys I sat next to every Sunday at mass. They�re the ones who never failed to prolong bedtime by giving me hug after hug and insisting on pillow talk. They ate up my scary 'brains' (aka cold spaghetti) within the first 10 minutes of the haunted house we volunteers put on for Halloween. They�re the boys who wrestled me, purposefully messing up my hair so I�d have to walk all the way home looking like I don�t own a comb. It�s them who begged me to teach them how to make s�mores, knot friendship bracelets, and play Crazy 8's. They�re the boys that captured my heart this year, and they are the ones who make it so hard to say goodbye."


NPH has given me more than I can ever "repay"!





วันจันทร์ที่ 5 พฤษภาคม พ.ศ. 2557

Supporter Voices


My name is Kevin Mee and I have been down to NPH Mexico 4 times. My first visit was summer of 2011, and that is where I met Alexis*, one of my godsons. My first time down, I spoke absolutely no Spanish. Despite all that, Alexis, along with the other peque?os of NPH Mexico, were filled with such joy seeing me and the other visitors that it made the language barrier not as big of a deal as it was. Every time I go down, I am renewed with energy and once again realize the important things in life such as laughter, friends, and family. I would not trade my NPH experience for anything else.




Hello, my name is Anna, and I am the chair of the NPH Associate Board in the upper Midwest. This is my godson Kelvin*. I met him while visiting the NPH home in Mexico in 2009. On my fifth trip to the home in 2013, I got to see him again. I was amazed how he grew and matured! He's been an inspiration. He works hard in school, and soon he will be graduating. Each time I return to Mexico, I see him with all his friends and it makes me happy. I am passionate about the great environment NPH fosters for these children. Thank you so much for your support!




I met my godson, Eddy*, a few years ago while I was visiting the home in Mexico. He was one of the many peque?os I met while down there but I was quickly drawn to his kind and gentle spirit. Eddy is the sweetest young boy and was always ready to give me a hug. After becoming his godmother, we spent a year writing letters back and forth until the next summer when I visited again. My favorite memories are of playing games, reading books, coloring, going to church and eating meals with Eddy. I have been so blessed to have met him.
*Aliases are used for all children's names to protect their privacy.

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