My last day at the hospital was one of mixed emotions. For 7 weeks I have visited the children and adults here. There were 8 specifically I was assigned to work with and over the 7 weeks much art was created. Naturally I saw it fit to have an art show, displaying a portion of what was created during our time together.
I went in at 2 to begin taping paintings and drawings to the walls of an empty room. Immediately a few children saw what I was doing and became interested. My volunteer coordinator, Iris, came with the soda and snacks and the room was instantly buzzing with excitement. We knew this would be an unorganized event, and not without some chaos, but a celebration none the less.
I passed out certificates to the 6 artists (2 were elsewhere and sadly could not attend). It is amazing how a single piece of paper with your name on it can create such joy. It was a challenge to have them wait a moment while I shuffled through to the next certificate to read the artist´s name aloud.
Along with being a day of celebration, it was also a day to say goodbye. At one point I felt a tug on my back and I turned around to see Monica in her wheelchair with her arms wide open and a big smile on her face. I was surprised at first, I had never given her a hug. I quickly bent down and her arms embraced me firmly. Iris said that Monica looked like she was going to cry.
After the party settled down, I walked with Oscar and Iris to visit Simon. A child who is restrained to his bed and therefore was unable to attend our gathering. We brought him some snacks and his certificate. He was all smiles as always. It has been such a joy working with these two fellas. During our time together, I have witnessed them become, what I could tell, good pals. I was almost brought to tears when I saw Oscar drawing pictures for Simon to color in. (This was especially helpful because Simon has difficulty drawing but excels in coloring).
I had for each of the 8 artists a set of crayons and a coloring book. Each picture in the coloring book had a corresponding Bible verse. Although I did not speak the Gospel to them, I was able to be with them and love them for who they are (as corny as that may sound). I like to think that in this way I was Jesus´hands and feet. And maybe these simple little coloring books will speak to them. I also gave Oscar a special gift for doing the most art, a blank sketch book and a set of colored pencils. He put it safely in his cabinet along with all of his other prized posessions.
I have learned so much through this experience and through these amazing individuals. It was difficult to say goodbye but I have faith that I have left them in good spirits and ready for the next volunteer.
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