It has been a VERY long time since I have written anything on here. However, I just wanted to say THANK YOU to all of you who have supported me for my experience over in Bangladesh. I was doing an assignment for school today and thought I would share the little paragraph I did of one of the days while I was in Bangladesh.
Bangladesh is fairly humid most days with polluted skis that overshadow the hot dusty sun and cotton candy clouds. One afternoon in early February, a few of kids and I were playing a contact international sport called kabaddi. After the game had finished it was about time to get ready for supper before chapel. Then it happened, I felt the strong wet substance hit the back of my shoulder and immediately knew what the implied geshur ment. Mud fight!!! Before I had time to gather my own amo, mud balls or should I say splats of mud were trolling my vision. I grabbed what I could and started throwing the live earth material toward the perpetrators and thus the afternoon was one escapade after another of joyous laugher and cachos. This one day I will never forget. It was simple, something I used to do as a kid myself, but it was more than that. It was connection, the connection from one human being to another. It was life, love, and filled with undeniable bliss.
So what makes your life beautiful?