Putting the Pieces Together

Normally, Wednesdays are a lazy day for me. My normal work schedule in Kentucky allows me to have Wednesday off to laze about or get some much-needed chores done. But I’m not in Kentucky anymore, and today was going to be everything but lazy. At the worksite, we left the house with its pieces on the ground. Today, they were going to be putting everything together at last.

We started by raising the back wall assembly into place. Then we raised the right-hand wall to stabilize the first wall. After we put in enough nails between the two walls to secure them into place, Alfonzo then instructed us to build the center wall that will hold the front and back walls together and split the house into two rooms. With the practice we got from yesterday, it took little time to assemble and put into place. We then continued to haul the remaining front and left-hand walls into their places before securing them into place for good into each other and the floor.

It truly was a magical moment to behold. To see the culmination of our sweat, strength, and teamwork evolve a two-dimensional pile of wood to a three-dimensional structure. Like a child’s pop-up book. But our task was far from finished for the day.

After a quick break of lifting the heavy parts into place and lunch with the children of HHM Outreach Center, Alfonzo divided our workforce into different teams: one team to build the tin plated roof, another to build steps for the doors and install window blinds, another for touch-up paint, and the last group to finish building the bathroom.

Normally families that move into homes like these cannot afford luxuries like electricity, running water, gas, or simple indoor plumbing. Despite not having these American essentials, these families are content that they have a new sturdy home in a safe neighborhood. Most families in Belize have to make do with what they can find and afford. Some families live in shacks made with any spare parts they can find in the most dismal of places. Others find shelter underneath other people’s homes and sleep alongside the rats and fire ants. On rare occasions, the recipients of HHM Building for Change program can afford things like plumbing and electricity. This time around however, an anonymous donor provided enough money so Pappy and Janet could afford indoor plumbing.

The design was not that difficult compared to the rest of the house. In addition to the 16-by-16 main structure there was a separate room that was going to serve as an indoor toilet area. All we had to do was build the 4-by-8 room. The plumbing was to be done by a different group at a later time.

When we returned home that evening, everyone was understandably sore and tired but undeniably proud. We had done what we thought was impossible. We built a house in three days! For the remainder of the evening, we stayed up as long as we could and partied over our greatest achievement.

Thursday morning, we headed out to the house one more time with our tools to do some last-minute additions, such as putting up the border trim, installing the front and back doors, adding some touch up paint, putting up our tools, and cleaning up any leftover lumber. After the work was done, we returned to the Starfish House to have some lunch. Later that afternoon, we changed into our new HHM T-shirts for the house-blessing ceremony, a sacred event in which the local priest came by and blessed the new house and welcomed the family into their new home. Several of us had bought some house-warming gifts to start off Pappy and Janet’s new life. I brought a horseshoe, a symbol of my home to bless their home and a Kentucky tote bag to help them bring in supplies and food. Another group brought a new Bible with all of our signatures in it. The next group brought some basic groceries to start the couple’s pantry. The next gift was a small fabric dog with the word Dreams stitched into the side. Our motto that week was “Teamwork makes the Dream work” and that dog was to symbolize that notion. Lastly, but not least, were the keys to the house.

Pappy and Janet were the happiest couple I have ever seen in my life. They cried, they smiled, they laughed, they were grateful, and they hugged each and every one of us. Despite the scorching-hot weather, the mosquitoes, the hole in my bank account, the setbacks during construction, and the pain from our sore hands, feet, and back. Seeing the joy on their faces made it all worthwhile. The couple was happy, my mission group and I were happy, and just as grateful for the opportunity to make a difference. The mission trip was an absolute success!

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The house was done. I have been to another country. I have seen another part of the world with an unfiltered lens. I had made a difference for a family. And the best part? We still had two more days till our week was up. After some group shots and some group hugs, we began to say our goodbyes to the happy couple and the other volunteers as we climbed back into the HHM van and drove off. We stop by the Starfish House just long enough to gather our things for the remainder of the day. Now that the work was done, it was time for some much deserved R and R.

After grabbing a quick daypack, we quickly made tracks to the Old Belize Museum. The place had a lot to offer to make their guests feel welcome: restaurants, gift shops, a large pool, and a Belizean history museum. The entire place was decorated with artifacts from the Pre-Columbian and Colonial of Belize. Such as old tools, rusted machinery, stone ovens, and other historic pieces that have survived the ages. Being a collector of such artifacts myself, I took great delight in just wandering the halls and admiring the craftsmanship from so long ago.

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When we came to Old Belize, my crew discovered that it was currently the off-season for tourism, so we were practically alone in the park. The museum was closed, but that was OK. We were far more interested in swimming in the pool, anyway. After working on a house for three and a half days, it felt wonderful to relax and play in the cool water of Cucumber Beach. After a few hours of swimming and going down the four-story waterslide, we dried off and ordered a couple of drinks from the bar before going home for dinner.

It was morning once again. Morning proceeded as normal. We wake up, get dressed, yoga stretches, pray, sit down for breakfast (eggs, bacon, johnnycakes, fry jacks), clean dishes, and assemble a daypack for the day’s appointments. From the beginning of the week, our daypacks were usually loaded with things for house building project. But today, they were geared for the exact opposite direction. VACATION!! With the work of the house done, the 2014 Belize Crew is now in full vacation mode!

Today we were going to do nothing but relax, explore, splurge, and create fond memories to say: This was the best week EVER!

Today, we started our retreat by journeying to the Altun Ha Maya Temples (not ruins); the site of an ancient civilization that once inhabited Belize. The civilization is most noteworthy for the large temples and monuments of stone they left behind. I am sure we have all read about such places during our time in school in time and didn’t have an opinion one way or the other about a bunch of old rocks in the middle of nowhere. It is not until you are face-to-face with these achievements that you can fully appreciate the size, scale, engineering brilliance, and mysteries of places like the Maya temples. You could never appreciate how big one temple is until you see that any one stone from its design could easily obliterate a modern SUV and then fully comprehend the significance of the question, how could the ancients build something like this? Photos in a travel or scenes in a travelogue cannot prepare you the sheer immensity of these temples. Really! I can tell you all I can and I can show you all of the photos I have taken, but you NEED to be here to know what it is like!

After touring the last temple, it was time to go. We were now on a strict timetable. Our final destination for today lies on an island, and the ferry waits for no one. We had to hurry. We hastily made our way back to the van, stopping only to pick up our wood carved-souvenirs from Frank Lizama before we leave for the best part of our holiday.

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