Right after lunch and before we left, we took this group picture.
I was fully aware that I would be taking kids down there who would stand out. Africans...Asians...likely a first for the people down there to see. I prepared the kids that we would not blend in. The girls wore their hair up in a hat. We talked about how we are representing Oasis, our families, and God.
And just a few minutes later, we arrived. To this. This area, which used to just be shack homes, is basically a dumping and sorting ground for trash.
Most of my kids told me this was the first time they had ever done anything like this "other side of the tracks" experience.
And some admitted to me they were a little apprehensive.
I felt very sure that God would go with us, and that He was behind and before us. But I will admit, I did not sleep well the week leading up to it. I dreamed I left all my chaperones behind. I dreamed I forgot how many kids I had taken in. I was glad when the day arrived.
And so we began knocking on doors...