exhaustion

I just got back from volunteering with the Sudanese kids. I was in a single room with just a carpet for 6 hours!! There was about fifteen kids, one old lady that they call "Bubba," and 5 of us Americans to entertain them. They were allll sick and damn, their noses have endurance;I was wiping noses every couple of minutes. The youngest one was 5 months and the oldest was a 7 year old boy.  It's really sad because they have little to nothing to play with and the older ones get so restless and bored. They should be in kindgarden or at least preschool by now. Bubba doesn't speak any English or Hebrew but the two oldest kids speak Hebrew so we can communicate with them a bit and we use a lot of miming with Bubba. She's the sweetest, most generous person. The daycare is at her house and although you can tell she has very little money and food,  she made us a huge lunch of chicken,broth,pita,turkey, cheese and drinks. We tried to tell her we had brought our own food but she forced us to sit down and eat. I have so much reverence for her. Being at the daycare for one day was exhausting and draining for me- I can't possibly imaging how she does it,especially in her living conditions. Don't get me wrong- the kids are freaking adorable and I love love love them. It was so fulfilling and I feel extremely accomplished. Now I'm starting to do applications alll over again. ughhh. oh yeah, and our kitten has fleas.