My ripple...my ripple is a washer on a string...the staff at the mingo county center gave each of us one.  Our theme this year was "Doers of the Word" so they had a cross which said "doers of the word" on it.  They laid it on the floor in the center of our circle and covered it with the ripples.  They explained to us that the ripple is our work.  Everything we do in appilachia takes a ripple effect in the community there.  People will see that someone cares, then they will care.  People in their community will do more to help each other.  The ripple works at home also.  But showing and telling people what we've done there, we can create more of an intrest.  we can intrest people in helping with money or time. 
    When we went up, one at a time, to get our ripple, we also shared with everyone something about this trip.
    I sat in the circle knowing exactly what to say...only I was affraid to say it.  I knew I'd end up crying...
    Well, people shared things, like how everything we had done to earn their friendship meant everything to them, and how the families had touched them...so finally I went up.
    I bent down, took my ripple, and I just let my heart pour out...
    "um...I never really had a faith in anything...that's very sad for me to say...but it's true.  But on this trip I have been able to do everything I told myself I couldn't do.  I didn't think I could be friends with some people, or get so close to people I didn't know.  out of the list of jobs we might have to do, I said I could never do roofing.  I didn't even know itf I could make it through the whole trip.  But now, I've made friends with people I never thought I'd be friends with, I've become close to people I didn't know before, I got up on a roof and helpped to build it...and I got through the trip with no complaints.  I can do everything I told myself I couldn't do.  And looking back on things...I realize that there has always been someone or something there for me...I don't know who or what it is...but I have faith in something.  and I thankyou for that..."
    I wanted to say more...but I started choking up...so I sat down and just cried on brit's shoulder.  but guys...if any of you are reading this....thankyou!

If anyone who was on this trip wants to send me their story about asp, please do, I'll be sure to add it!
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