*Cecily states that both of her experiences were not planned – which makes the generosity of these people twice as big!
"On Tuesday Carly and I ventured to the Preschool to volunteer for the first time. On the bus we met a lady that was headed to the Vooroo Voroo preschool – or so we thought. We followed her off the bus, expecting to end up at the preschool and through some sort of miscommunication we ended up in a very humble home in the middle of a squatter village. This lady was all smiles and never turned around to ask why we were following her. Instead we followed her to her home and she willingly and happily invited us inside. Keep in mind she didn't even know our names and probably was clueless as to why we had followed her in the first place. On the deck there was another Fijian lady, and the way she invited us in sounded like she was expecting us – which made us think she was the preschool teacher we had spoken to earlier that day. Even though she had no idea why two American girls were sitting in her home she never asked why we were there; instead, she carried on a conversation like we were her long lost friends. It lasted a good 15 minutes until we had to cut her off. She laughed out loud when we finally asked her if we were at the preschool.
I was out in poor villages visiting with the families that FENC sponsors, it started to rain very lightly. As we were passing a house, a little, old, Fijian lady called from her house, “Come, come – take shelter”! This lady had never met us before and opened her tiny two-roomed house for us. She insisted on us sitting in the only two chairs she had while she sat on the floor. Her entire house is smaller than my kitchen at home. I have never witnessed anyone so openly invite four strangers into a home to protect them from the gentle rain. Her kindness was remarkable. She seemed more than content with her simple life. All of these woman and children I met on my adventures this week demonstrated so much humility and happiness. I’m forever changed from the experiences I had this week."
"This week I was able to spend some time in the villages, meeting with different women who have received small loans from South Pacific Business Development. These loans allow them to start and grow a business. Using their earnings they begin to pay off the loan and grow their personal savings. It was a humbling experience, as I witnessed the extremely harsh reality of their daily living conditions. However, they are so happy with their lives and are grateful for the loans they have received. Their attitudes are amazing and inspiring. The highlight of the trip came when I was leaving the last village. It had started to rain, and as I stepped out of one woman's house, two little girls were waiting with an umbrella for me, which they carried over to me as they walked me to the car. Their kindness and thoughtfulness touched me greatly. You could feel their love, and that seemingly small act of service had a huge impact on me. See the attached picture!"
-Lucy
Carly's experiences are as follows:
"Where do I even begin. The ratio of touching, changing experiences to regular, average ones when locals are involved is not even comparable. From seeing Fijians constantly giving up their seat on the bus for one another, to witnessing them invite any stranger walking by during kana time in to come eat, to the often repeated sentence directed at us of "Please, call me Aunty! Make yourself comfortable. My home, is your home", there is always something making my love for them amplify.
These are great examples of their generosity that I will always cherish.
Continuing with that, here is a story about their genuine happiness that I noticed during our weekend travel this past week. We took a boat ride to another island for 8 hours, giving us plenty of time to see the crew on deck at work. They were almost all males in their 20's. They worked hard and did a good job getting us there safely, but that's not what stuck out to me. When we arrived to the island they jumped out, carried tons of bundles of wood planks off the boat and began going to work constructing an additional bure for the resort."That's smart", I thought. "They work for both companies and get paid to travel here to their other job". "Genius!".
It wasn't until later that night, when it really hit me. I realized throughout the day that the same few boys were also the landscaping crew, cleaning/maintenance crew, dinner staff, waiters, bar tenders, ran all the activities around the island and were even the performers for the entertainment that night. After the night show they quickly changed out of costume and I watched them get right back to work cleaning and moving tables to make space for the dance floor for us, then right back to cleaning. From literally sunrise to past sundown they were working with a smile on their face. I never saw one of them slow down and never heard one thing that could have even been close to a complaint. They are happy to have work and would never complain about that. I don't know a single American (especially a boy in their 20's!) that would ever be happy working 24 hours a day. It made me put things into perspective not only about money and possessions but also about time and opportunity, and attitudes about the work field. They were a perfect example to me that happiness is truly a choice. You can be happy where ever you are and whatever you're doing, if you want to be.The Fijians never cease to amaze me. They continue to teach me countless lessons every day, without even knowing it.." :)