On one of the first days we were at Foison, I was taking a break in the shade and I remember turning around to see at least a full classroom of children running up from the river with water jugs to fill barrels that were at the work site. From that point on, there were always kids around doing anything they could to help, whether it was getting water, collecting rocks, or bringing wheelbarrows full of dirt that took five boys to push. It was amazing to see how happy and excited the kids were to be helping build their new classrooms.
Megan Riber
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