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| Have I ever said how much I love this girl? Anyone who doesn't understand that, doesn't know me very well =) |
Speaking of children. Yesterday was another great day at work where I was able to spend the entire day at MDA (muscular dystrophy) camp. Our station hosts and airs their Jerry Lewis telethon each year so we become pretty involved in their events, this being one of the biggest. I was able to go to the camp last year for the first time and had an absolute blast. There are anywhere from 15-20 kids that come for the week long camp, each of them have some sort of MD and all are in different stages with the disease. It is generally about split down the middle as far as how many can walk and how many are confined to power chairs. Any smile from a child is priceless, but when you see these kids who for whatever reason have been burdened with this disease, it just melts your heart. You want to do anything for them, and constantly wishing you could do more. They definitely live a life of struggle but I hope they will look back on the days of camp and smile at the talent show, soaking me with the squirt gun, throwing my co-worker into the pool, and their dance.
One more semi-related story from the day. Their camp is help at the 4-H camp grounds so every year there is another camp of 4-H kids going on at the same time. As we were eating our lunch in the back corner of the cafetorium, the 4-H kids are just sitting down to their lunch. Their camp counselor announces they are about to give grace for the food. All of a sudden they all start chanting/singing... (to the tune of Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star) "Thank you kitchen for our food... for it is so nice and good...." I was shocked. The MDA camp coordinator explained to our table how many 4-H parents had complained about them giving thanks to God so this is their 'let's be PC and make everybody happy' grace. That really tore at my heart.




