Hola Flor

Hola Flor. She is nine years old and has the most beautiful face. In fact several women in Guatemala ‘claim’ to be her mother simply because of her beauty. They are not her mother, however, because she is an orphan at Fundaninos. When I really met Flor on my second trip, she was always buzzing with life. Her and three other girls of the same age did everything together. If I saw her, I saw them all which I loved because it reminded me of my family back home. These girls are each other’s sisters. They look out for one another. During my time with Flor, we would throw a ball, do cartwheels, and jump on the trampoline. At one point, I was struggling trying to speak basic Spanish to her and she stops me to say “You can speak English.” What?! She’s understood me this whole time and just watched me fall on my face trying to talk to her. Needless to say we both got a good laugh out of that one and from that point on our conversations became a lot smoother. Yet, every time I tried to get her to practice her English she became quite shy, her little head would drop down and her eyes would look up at me and my heart melted. She’s smart but doesn’t like to flaunt it. She’s kind but doesn’t beg for recognition. She is just a nine year old girl with a servant’s heart for Jesus.