This is an account of a homeschooling mothers experience doing relief work with her family, after hurricane Katrina in Waveland, Mississippi. First going alone and working at the New Waveland Cafe', then returning with the family to run a family community center, Camp Second Helpin'...
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Dressing up for George Bush...
We had a great day today. The president came back to Waveland to assess the damage, so we thought that we would go make a presence of peace and love. First we closed our doors for lunch, and dressed in our finest and brightest, and made up signs of WE LOVE WAVELAND, Wemissed you, and We're Back...Our statement...Even when the government doesn't come through, the hippies know when they are still needed...With actions, not words... It was a Beautiful sight even if I do say so myself...We spent the morning making our signs and dressing, then headed to the beach. We ended up having to take a few different roads until we found an old man that let us through one of the blockades. Down at the Morrel foundation is where we ended up, and it wasn't long before we heard the choppers, but it took nearly 4 minutes until we saw them. The first one went straight to the landing pad as the second one circled over our heads, extremely low, so up went our arms and signs, as everyone around us cheered. Even if your not a fan of Bush it was pretty exciting...Soon both choppers were on the ground, and it wasn't long before we saw the brigade turn onto the road and head our way...By this point we're jumping and waving our hands and signs, and as he passed we could see him leaning toward the window and pointing in our direction, but then he was gone and we waved to the entire brigade, many waved back and we even had a few give us the peace sign...Afterward we walked along the beach with the kids and gathered a few shells to take back to camp. If George Bush saw some of what I saw today as we searched for an open road, the beach is so clean in comparison, It looks untouched by human hands since the storm, but it's too much to hope that he would truely understand the devistation, I wonder if he see's what I see, third word America, feeling lost and forgotten...I am honored to know and help such strong spirits, as they rebuild their lives and homes...Returning home we discover dinner had been delivered, homemade beef stew and lots of fresh produce...So we had a cookless day today and still served...Say prayers for the talk about serving tents...Things are pulling together....
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I had a wonderful day and much work was being done. A floor for the rest of the kitchen and poles for the dining tent... Wow I was really happy with the results.
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