It's funny how I thought we Americans were all that when it came to repurposing, creating something from what's lying around. Little did I know . . .
We were at the building site for Lady Sonia's house (the lady in the last post) and my son saw a boy about his age playing with a 'toy'. My husband wanted a closer look and asked the boy to show him. Really, it's the coolest thing ever.
The boy had made the truck himself. Every little bit of it from materials he had scrounged around and found on the ground. Old tin cans from the relief effort. Scraps of string. The wheels are from old discarded flip flops. His hammer a rock.
We stood there staring at it for a while. I'm thinking how ridiculous I've been to think that I know how to re-purpose. My son's thinking...way cool. And my husband says what we Americans are pretty good at saying...'how much do you want for it?'.
And so we are the proud new owners of this toy which showcases a young man's ability to build, craft, create. No Legos involved. He was happy to sell his truck and was heading home to find materials to make more.
The coolest thing? I think my son's affection for his Xbox slipped several notches. He hasn't picked it up once since we've been home.
And so I thought I might start to share my latest Haiti trip with you in the form of stories. One by one. There are so many. And they each deserve the spotlight.