A Daycare in Delft
Today was a hard day for me in the township of Delft. We went to a family owned daycare as a group, so there was 25 Americans and about 17 children. If we would not have been there today, the one caregiver would have been in charge of feeding, changing, and entertaining all of the children by herself. At first, I was super pumped to see kids, paint faces, throw around the rugby ball, etc, but after the first hour I had a sad realization. Most of the kids had not bathed in awhile, the floor had not been cleaned in awhile, and the toys looked ancient. The realization for me was that I have the luxury of thinking about what I will be going home to in less than a week. I will be able to go home to a spotless apartment, a warm shower, my education, and a supportive environment.
I can say today was the first day I almost understood what it would be like to not only visit the township, but actually live there. I'm not saying I have more power, but I do have more privilege and I know what it's like to have nice things. I cannot relate, and I will never truly understand, but I am humbled by the life in the kiddos and the other genuine people we have met while spending time in Delft.