Sunday afternoon, when most of them would have much preferred to be
napping -- far away from the weather that was sunny one minute and cold, wet, and
very windy the next -- a group of my sister's friends joined our family and my old youth pastor's family for a "water walk"
Everyone used
sharpies to write facts about clean water and water access on gallon
milk jugs, then we filled the milk jugs with
water and carried them from the park to our church up the street. (Which just so happens to be a
little farther than the distance the UN considers "access" to a clean water source. How handy is that?)
It was
simple to pull off, didn't cost anything for supplies, (Well...maybe a little
pride as I was pulling old milk jugs out of the public recycling bins in a store parking lot. But...other than that.) and it seemed like something that could be used with just about any size of group. We were a pretty small group and had fun with it, but I could easily see it happening en mass as well.
As picturesque and
ACT:s network-y as parts of it seemed, though, the coolest part to me didn't have anything to do with a carefully sanitized milk jug.
During a brainstorming time at the end of the walk -- inside and away from the wind! -- the highschoolers decided that they were, as a group, going to abstain from buying
pop or
coffee for the next week, in order to donate money towards clean water access. Just like that.
Okay.
Let's do it.
Maybe I'm biased, but I think that the kids I get to share life with here in Tri-Town are pretty much
amazing.
Sunday afternoon, when most of them would have much preferred to be napping -- far away from the weather that was sunny one minute and cold, wet, and very windy the next -- a group of my sister's friends joined our family and my old youth pastor's family for a "water walk"
Everyone used sharpies to write facts about clean water and water access on gallon milk jugs, then we filled the milk jugs with water and carried them from the park to our church up the street. (Which just so happens to be a little farther than the distance the UN considers "access" to a clean water source. How handy is that?)
It was simple to pull off, didn't cost anything for supplies, (Well...maybe a little pride as I was pulling old milk jugs out of the public recycling bins in a store parking lot. But...other than that.) and it seemed like something that could be used with just about any size of group. We were a pretty small group and had fun with it, but I could easily see it happening en mass as well.
As picturesque and ACT:s network-y as parts of it seemed, though, the coolest part to me didn't have anything to do with a carefully sanitized milk jug.
During a brainstorming time at the end of the walk -- inside and away from the wind! -- the highschoolers decided that they were, as a group, going to abstain from buying pop or coffee for the next week, in order to donate money towards clean water access. Just like that.
Okay. Let's do it.
Maybe I'm biased, but I think that the kids I get to share life with here in Tri-Town are pretty much amazing.
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