Thursday, March 19, 2015
|Mr. Dzik wows audiences in the alley.|
Thursday, March 12, 2015
|Anita and her hair.|
|Aaron and Anita's|
|The climb to the top.|
With the cold finally subsiding and the snow giving way some, we managed our way to Aaron and Anita's site. A rope tied to a tree helped with the decent toward the tracks. Aaron wasn't feeling well apparently, so he stayed in the tent. Anita said she's trying to go through AMHA to get a place, but they've denied her twice. Her hope is that Aaron gets accepted. With the sun shining and temperatures in the 40s, many more people were out tonight. We found Jesse on the corner flying a sign, and we stopped to hang for a bit. David joined us a bit later, and they said they were staying in a buddies place, so they were safe from the weather this winter. Fred flew his sign off South Street, but didn't want to bring attention to himself. He doesn't have a license to be holding his very large sign. Tonight was adult night. Miss Buzzelli, Miss Stone, and Mr. T joined us and brought their welcoming smiles.
Thursday, March 5, 2015
|Before being stranded.|
For the first time in Project HOPE history, the van got stuck in the snow...permanently.
In the end, three chains, some salt, and lots of horse power pulled us from my enthusiasm.
|After being stranded.|
All the while, the kids pulled their weight and never got down. We shoveled the icy snow with crates. We pushed and rocked the van, nearly succeeding time and time again. In a sort of masochistic team-building exercise, we built closer ties and appreciation for one another.
The circumstances sucked, but in the end, smiles and memories were made. Kind of like every other Project HOPE.
Posted by Mr Milo at 3:49 AM
Thursday, February 26, 2015
|Long Hair Dan|
Students move from class to class with the sound of a tone. They sit. They listen. They write. They study what needs to be studied and they pass the test. Success!
We've drained so much autonomy from them, they don't know how to adapt. We've organized such a rigid system, they wait for our instructions, then they react. We tell them how to do it, then they do it, our way.
They sit back and listen, then move.
That's not Project HOPE. When the students ask how to do it, we tell them to figure it how. "Do it however you think it should be done."
"Should I put mustard on the sandwiches?" "Would you like to put mustard on the sandwich?" "I don't know."
It takes a lot on Project HOPE to rewire the students. They wait for us to tell them what to say to our friends on the streets, but we encourage them to take the lead, make the decisions, run the show.
It's tough. It's not normal. And we like that.
Posted by Mr Milo at 4:02 AM