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Lights, Christmas, Pies!

The Frito Pie fundraiser was full of fun, learning, and team work.

Gigi, Anika, and I were doing this fundraiser to make more money for going to Haiti in June. It was on December 2nd, during the Parade of Lights. We were selling the Frito pies outside of Love on a Hanger.

We had help from a lot of great people. I would like to give a shout out to Victoria for helping Gigi, Annika, and I learn how to cook the chili for the pies, it was a really big help, and we couldn’t have done it with out her. It was really fun to learn. We learned how to open big cans of tomatoes, how to use the sanitize, and most of all, how to make the chili. She spent all of that Saturday afternoon teaching us how to use a comercial kitchen in Grace’s Kitchen.

One of mine and Annika’s class mate stopped by to help out, which was a huge help. Thank you Emery. The owner of Love on A Hanger was a really big help for letting us set up outside of her store. We couldn’t have been able to set up with out the help of Lisa Baxstrom, Tegan Lewis, Mariam Howarth, and Casie LaMunyon. With these amazing and strong women helping out, we were able to set up even before the streets got crowded.

While we were selling our Frito pies, we played Christmas music, which we sang along to. It was really fun. It was really fun to watch the floats go by, and watch what everyone did. Everything was really lit up. Annika left for a while to go join the Dance Team’s float with her little sister.

Now, we are a few steps closer to reaching our goals, going to Haiti in the summer of 2018 and making a difference in the world.

Bake Trip to Mission Trip

Hello world of 321gcm! I am back! Sorry I haven’t been updating as much as I should have. As you all know, Gigi, Annika, and I had a bake sale at City Market. It was a huge success, and we made over six-hundred dollars. I am so happy and proud that the bake sale attracted so many people. We also got so many people from the community, from our schools, and from the church bake for this event. I would like to thank everyone from the church, community, and from the SWOS school who baked and brought the goods.

This morning, my mom and I went to the post office, and finally renewed my passport, so I am all ready to go to Haiti! Haha, not really. There are so many other things that I need to do in order to actually be ready to go to Haiti that I can’t even count!

I’m actually kind of scared to go to Haiti. I don’t know the language, there’s cholera, and other diseases that I need to be prepared for. I want to go to Haiti. When I was first doing the application for the program, I never actually thought about all the things that are going on in the world, like the political conflict in Spain.

I absolutely love that I was chosen for this program. I know that Gigi and Annika might be feeling nervous as I am. I even though I have butterflies in my stomach, I am committed to this program.

When I was little, my dream was to make a difference in the world, and now I can finally do that.  I won’t be doing it alone. I will have so many friends and the support of my family. We as a group in this program will be helping kids who live in extreme poverty, have no electricity, have no clean water, and little shelter. I hope that I can be of service to the kids at St. Paul’s School, and in doing so, earn their respect and trust. Thank you for supporting our cause and getting us closer to our goals.

Running Strong, Having Fun

 

 

 

 

 

 

As some of you who read my bio know, I run Cross Country. Cross Country is a running sport. Even if you have never run before, Cross Country is a sport that will make you think, help you trough pain, and get you in shape in no time. When I first started in sixth grade, I immediately wanted to quit because of how hard the practices were, and because of not getting free time when I got home each evening, but did I quit? NOPE! I still kept at it, and I’m glad I did.

I transferred from my old school to Montezuma Cortez High-School. There, I was in my freshman year, and was the only new kid. It was a struggle for me because the practices were harder than when I was in middle-school. Now, I’m in my sophomore year, and I’m still going. The sport has helped me through the pain that I felt in my legs, and calfs, and has also helped me boost my mental confidence just a bit. I’m still struggling with the mental part, as well as the physical part, but I hope to get stronger in my junior and senior years.

Today, at 6:00 a.m, I got up and went to school to catch the bus to a cross country meet in Mancos to run at Chicken Creek. The varsity girls ran at 11:15, so we had a lot of time to kill. Although we were having fun, our coach wanted us to keep our goals in the back of our minds so that we didn’t forget them, or if we hadn’t made any goals yet, to be thinking about what goals we had.

Soon, the time came for the varsity girls to run. It had rained very heavily when we were leaving for the meet, so the course was very muddy, and puddles littered around the course.

When the course gets muddy, our coaches don’t care about our times, just being safe, and our placements. Today, the coaches didn’t care about the times, just the placing, and being safe.

We were all waiting at the starting line. I tried to keep my breathing steady, and calm. The gun went off and that’s when all hell broke loose. The starting line wasn’t very big for about forty girls, but we all managed to squeeze in. By the time we got to the first half of the race, I had ended up at the end of the pack. This usually always happens to me, but I continued to push forward. I glanced at the girl behind me, and wished her good luck, and she did the same. I responded with a simple, ‘Thank you’, then continued up the hill. I tried to keep my shoulders down, and my arms to my side, but my mind seemed to be wandering a lot more than it usually does, and my mind went to the pain.

“Hey, take a break. This is your only chance to walk before coach, mom, dad, and Evan all see you.” My brain said to me. I shook my head to clear my thoughts, but that one thought kept coming back. I soon broke, and I had to walk. I walked up the hill, then when it got to a flat section, I started running again. I was angry at myself that I had walked when I knew that I had to keep running. The girl who was behind me, was now a long way a head of me, so I picked up my pace, ran through some mud and puddles, and kept going.

I had only had a half mile to go, so I kept at it. I imagined that my dog was running next to me, then I imagined my coach running next to me, then I started talking out loud to myself, imagining that he was talking.

“Don’t allow those demons to get into you head, Maya. Show them that you CAN run this, and you WILL run this. You’re almost there,” I could hear the shouts, cheering, and whistling of the finish line, telling other runners to sprint. “You hear that? They’re all cheering for you. Now lets go and show those demons that we CAN!” I whispered over my breath to myself, and I was soon sprinting at the every end, giving it all I had.

When everyone on my team finished, I was very disappointed in myself. Everyone on the team who had finished were gathering up to take pictures, so I joined them. Taking a picture or two made me forget about my disappointment. Instead of thinking about how I failed my team, family, and coaches, I thought about how much fun I have after every race, every practice, and I thought about how I am so happy to know that I haven’t quit yet. Every time someone says that cross country is track, I get mad, because I just don’t like track at all, and that reminds me that I like the sport, and have respect for it.

Eclipse Experience

man watching eclipse

My family and I had driven ten hours to get to our scheduled spot for watching the eclipse. It took about an hour to get to partial, then another hour for totality. The moon was a black circle in the sky covering the sun, and the corona, the light around the moon. You would expect that it would be orange, but it wasn’t. It was crystal white.

Around the campground where we were watching the it happen, along with other people from Wyoming or around the world. On the horizon, all the way around, it seemed like a sun set. It was a brilliant light orange and red. The sky was jet black, like it would be at night, or close to night. Next to the moon and sun, you could see the planet Venus. It seemed like it lasted a lifetime, but in reality, it lasted only 2 minutes.

The mosquitoes, frogs, and crickets came out. The fire ants, which had been out while the moon was making its way across the sun, had disappeared into their hills, thinking it was night. Someone told my family and I that the ducks had gone to sleep, like the ants, thinking it was night time. When the moon went away, everything seemed to return to normal. The mosquitoes and other creatures that normally came out at night, left. The ants came out again, they didn’t seem the least bit confused about what was happening, but then again, we were all focused on cheering, whistling, and laughing, happy that we and others had gotten to witness a full eclipse.

After the eclipse had ended, my dad and I went to go and meet a man who was from Japan. He wore a shirt that said ‘I heart Eclipse’. I thought that was amazing, and cute. It was his fourth eclipse that he had seen, and he was traveling around the world tracking eclipses.

Although this may seem like it might not have anything to do with my COYLI experiences, it does. I have gotten to have two great experiences, seeing the eclipse, and meeting the man from Japan. I will have more amazing experiences in my life time, but for now, I am focusing on two more experiences that will hopefully change my life, as well as bring me closer to God. Going to Haiti, and going to Spain.