Some version of that question has troubled most of us, at least fleetingly. It has come up in lots of conversations, both formal and informal. During a whole group reflection last night, students spoke about the difference between a house and a home, about the essential quality of dignity that a fresh layer of paint (and much weeding/brush clearing) can give to the human beings who live inside the structure.
I think that it has been easier for those of us working at Iris' and Tommy's house to sense that immediate connection, for they keep coming outside to measure our progress. Their big grins chase away any doubts about the worth of our work. It's been a bit more complicated for those at Eunice Raines' home, for she is more private and has been considerably less interactive with those working there. The next several posts are from students who have asked to write, and many comment in some way on these differing dynamics.
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