I began writing about the deaf youth camp I attended last week in Garcia-Hernandez, Bohol. Garcia-Hernandez is a blessed place. The coast provides fish and a beautiful seascape. Then there are mountains, covered in lush green vegetation. The mountains supply a constant flow of fresh potable water. In between there are lovely rice patties, providing the staple of any Filipino breakfast/lunch/dinner table. There were deaf campers from Iloilo, Dumaguete, Cebu, Davao, Zamboanga, and of course Tagbilaran. But it sounded like a book report, so I decided to throw together a photo gallery with captions instead. Youth Deaf Camp 2004
By the way, I just read a most phenomenal book called The Spirit Catches You and You Fall Down about an epileptic Hmong girl and the cultural clashes her parents and doctors struggled through. I recommend it to everyone. (I'll spare you the book report.)
Oh and today at 12:53pm Chicago Time, I turn 24. In my honor, everyone in Tagbilaran is slaughtering a pig. I don't approve. (Actually, pigs are consumed like it's a job during fiesta, which occurs here May 1. Nobody knows it's my birthday.)
Posted by dbs at April 29, 2004 07:06 PM