The boy
in the crumpled photo is smiling; he looks happy with his mother’s arm around
him and his older brother standing close by.
His name is Selvin. He’s shy and
quiet, but his smile is warm, slightly mischievous, and reveals much of what he
chooses not to say.
I first noticed Selvin silently watching
his brother and some of the older boys play soccer on the field in front of the
hogares. It wasn’t until later on when I
saw him practicing in the goalie position that I realized what a good player he
is—good enough to play on a team with the older boys in the Torneo
Navideño. Selvin is fast, agile, and
determined, all very necessary qualities when you are playing soccer with the
older boys and young men at Amigos. He
is intrepid as well as determined; all of us had to cross the river on foot on
the way back from Mass in Macuelizo.
Some of the smaller boys bringing up the rear were being ferried across
by Padrino Carlos and Jorge Luis. But
not Selvin. He was putting his shoes
back on by the time I had crossed, and when I said “Todo bien, Selvin?” He responded “Si!” and ran to catch up with a
group that had crossed much earlier.
Selvin
is brave in class as well. He does not
hesitate to raise his hand and participate in English class, even when some of
his classmates are slightly distracted and rambunctious. He seems ready and eager to learn, even
though he’s capable of joining in the shenanigans at times, as most middle
school boys are. Selvin and his
classmates are affectionate with one another; one day he and Francisco were
play fighting and ended up hugging.
Selvin’s
shyness with me is slowly dissipating with time. Once he was sitting with Madrina Ruth while
she and I were having a conversation. He
was so engaged in the soccer game going on that he didn’t see that she’d gotten
up from her seat. When he did realize
her absence and that he was alone with me, he practically jumped up to move
closer to another group of people. When
I first ate dinner in his hogar, he could barely look at me, but now he will
smile and return my greeting. The
turning point came when I came upon him and some friends playing soccer. The kids called me over to show me that
Selvin had cut himself on a rock and to ask me if I had a band-aid. I walked with Selvin to his hogar and then
ran and got a band-aid from my room.
When I returned Madrina Carolina was cleaning the cut on Selvin’s
leg. I applied the band-aid, asking if
it was now better, and was rewarded with a big smile from Selvin, who promptly
went back outside to rejoin the game.
Selvin
is quiet and thoughtful; however, once you earn his trust, his smile is a
window into his heart.
~ Genevieve Volpe, 2015-16 volunteer
~ Genevieve Volpe, 2015-16 volunteer
Selvin (right) trying out Ledin's headphones |
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