I stood looking at several mounds of sand; slightly shorter than all 5’8” of me and about five feet round. “We’re supposed to do what?” I asked. I had actually heard right the first time, but I was stalling for time. Just enough time to store up energy for the long day ahead. We were at a construction site, helping to re-build an orphanage. I say helping rather loosely since seventy percent of the building had already been constructed. Plus the fact that none of us had much experience in constructing buildings. This also meant that our group was tasked with the grunt work; transporting one of the sand piles to the second story of the building. [Read more...]