It turned out to be a wonderful night, and not just for the parents. Looking at the faces of the many volunteers, I saw smiles, smiles, and more smiles and laughter. Everyone enjoyed the time.
Although we'd been planning for months, most of the actual footwork began on Thursday afternoon. Dan, another missionary teacher at PCS, drove Abraham and I to La Central de Abastos, a several-blocks-square market with the lowest prices in the city. The market opens at 3 a.m. so we arrived when many of the individual stores were closing, but we still found the ingredients we needed, and for astonishing prices.
Returning to the school, we stashed the food and began putting together the small gifts we'd gathered from donations. That done, we went home, and I pressure cooked two kilos of garbanzo beans to prepare them for the next day's opening course of garlic garbanzo soup.
As we surveyed all that had to be transported to the church, we realized it would be impossible to go by bus. Pastor Manuel agreed to pick us up at 2:30 on Friday, so that we could begin cooking and set-up by 3. The problem was, less than a mile away from the school, the pastor got into a fender bender. No one was hurt, but because he had to wait for the insurance agent, he couldn't pick us up.

When the first guests arrived, Abraham left off helping in the kitchen in order to start the games. We had decided to begin with Spoons, since it is an easy game to explain, and new comers can easily join as they come. Once it looked like everyone had arrived, Abraham divided the group into teams for some Bible questions and other games.

As the treatments came to an end, we began to dish up the soup,

Although we had planned to end at 8 p.m., at that time there were still gifts to pass out. One student at the seminary had donated bracelets for every parent, to add to the other donations we'd received. Two of the pre-teens circulated among the parents, passing out the bracelets and other gifts.
At 9:00, once the last parent had gone, there were still dishes to wash, tables to stow, and food to divide among the participants, so we did not leave church until 10. It was a long day, but so very worth the work!
And it would seem it is now an established tradition. We heard many comments of, "Next year..."
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Sounds like a good tradition to start.
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