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  • A very special true story.. Please read

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    34 posts, 25 voices, 2073 views, started Aug 1, 2011

    Posted on Monday, August 1, 2011 by Cheekymonkey




    • heartheart Disclaimer: I hope I can do this beautiful true story the justice it needs. It might be long but it's so very special to me and one of the proudest stories I've ever written I hope you will take the time.
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      heartheart As some of you know my 15 year old daughter Mellisa went to Az to the Tec Nos Pos Navijo rezervaion recently to help build houses to better their way of living and life conditions. It was so impoverished something Mellisa had no idea of. Barely housing, education facilities, medical or food. It was closer to a 3rd world country in the eyes of my daughter. She spendt a week there. Now this was extremely new for her dad and I in the way she was at the 4 corners of America and we were not. Over 800 miles away... With out us. The community would walk miles just to get lunch.
      Now, as I’ve shared many times my daughter has the heart of a true inspirational person. She truely isn’t selfish and will make sure others have before her as I have written before. Her compassion and empathy has no limits at 15! She is cheeky, witty, and really will stand up to anyone if injustice or cruelty is in front of her. It’s amazing to watch. ( sometimes I’m afraid she might get her ass kicked lol sry very cheeky moment! )
      Anyway the day they arrived it was pouring rain. Went from 113degrees to 67 degrees with rain and thunder storms back to 91 degrees all in 4 hours.
      Anyway, the day the van was arriving it was during this time and as they are going up this steep hill there is a man , an older man approximately in his mid 60s stuck in this thick deep mud.... In his wheel chair. This man everyday wheels himself almost 2 miles one way to eat lunch, gather little food and hopefully get books to read to his family.
      Now, he’s stuck ... Mellisa has the van stop and gets out and unsticks him , without help, and no one can figure out how. She pushes him the rest of the way in the mud and the rain.
      ( at this point please keep in mind my daughter hates to sweat even so this is new it’s all up hill)
      As they get to the center, both drenched, there is this table of books and Paul ( the gentleman she helped) would love to have some. Mellisa promises he can if they say ok. Now she gets her towel out of her bag and goes back to have him dry off and cleans his wheels.
      He eats and Mellisa sits with him Chittering to him asking about his family , his life, customs ect...
      This man probably hadn’t had someone talk that much non stop EVER!!! Lol god love her, any way while he ate she got permission to give him the books. He was elated. But when they went to get them someone had throwin them away due to the rain. He was heartbroken and Mellisa was devastated she couldn’t keep her word. She got her book she brought for down time and gave it to him then pushed him all the way home due to all the mud. Another native American that works there brought her back ( all screened she was safe there no worries)
      Any way everyday with the permission of her youth leader Scott, who we know, she would walk and push him UP that hill for lunch and they would talk then he would only have to push himself one way.
      Mellisa learned his life story, she build steps and worked with concert. Mixed it bare hands to get lumps out ( not the smartest lol)  

      When she got home, still upset about the books we gathered up a big box of varied topics and types and sent them to him. She has since gathered from friends and family 50 books she is sending. Paying postage herself. She also included self stamped envelopes so he could keep in touch with her. That was that family’s only enjoyment for there is no electricity for tv , pcs, iPods ect

      I cant tell you how proud I am of her. She plans to send 50 books a month. For this will go into the community center for all to read when he is done.
      I am speechless when I think of her walking and pushing him back due to all the mud and the connection she made with another culture and herself was far more valuable than I could have passed on to her.

      Thank you for reading one of my proudest moments as a mother. I hope I did it justice it deserved
      Love
      Cris

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