Lesson #48: And alllllll that jazz.

Day four. Was. Awesome. We met the kids at the Fort Worth Science and History Museum at ten. We split up into groups, and Jaci and I had a group of 12 kids (Bad idea!!) while everyone else had about 2-5 kids. Talk about stressful! We eventually split into smaller groups, so I had 4 kids. But it was so much fun, I loved watching how excited and entertained they were by the smallest things! For those of you that know me, you know I love space and that kind of scientific thing, so it was really cool for me too! There were times when I couldn't actually enjoy the museum because I had to keep an eye on my group, but when we got to the space area, I was so excited. Sadly, though, we didn't have tickets for the show. But it's okay, I love just looking at pictures. I know, nerd. But it was a lot of fun! I'm pretty sure when we got back to hotel I CRASHED. This week has been so exhausting! But so amazing! I'm homesick, but I never want to leave these kids.

One kid in particular I really attached to today. His name is Malik. He was a handful, but he is absolutely adorable! He told me something today that just broke my heart. We were sitting outside the museum and leans over and says, "Jenae guess what. My grandmother died a year ago. She was killed. Somebody set her room on fire. I was walkin' into the house and I smelled smoke so I went into her room and called 811. (I'm guessing he meant 911.)" I couldn't believe how casually he told me this. He got a little teary-eyed, but he was so casual about it. I just wanted to cry, and sit there and hug him. I just can't believe that could happen. And it just breaks my heart more that he had to watch it and be the one who called 911. He's only 7 years old. When I was 7, I was worried about who was stealing my crayons. He has to worry about his family members surviving. It just breaks my heart. As we were leaving today, he told me that he wouldn't be there tomorrow because he has to go see his brother. That made me so sad because I probably won't ever get to see him again, unless we come back to Como. (which I really hope we do!) Malik is one of the sweetest kids I've met this whole trip. And I hate to leave him.

Tomorrow is our last day. I really cannot believe how quickly this week has gone by. I never want to leave these kids. They have made a huge impact on me. I know the reason we came here was to make an impact on them, but I think they've made a bigger impact on me. God has a way of helping us grow, and He knows what He's doing.

Right now we are sitting at Danny D's Barbecue singing karaoke. Sam, Jaci, Cassie and I sang some T-Swizzle and Evan is singing some Journey. We're bringing the house down!