Friday, October 18, 2013

Agustin and Maria…

Yesterday, we met Agustin and Maria…

A concerned neighbor came by the coffee shop a couple of days ago.  She was concerned about the living conditions of an elderly couple living near her street.  They are both in their 90s and live without any source of income.

This lovely lady was simply trying to get them one of our Ecocinas, the efficiency wood-burning stoves.  She was right; it is a great solution for a few of their problems.  So, we innocently agreed to visit the elderly pair to investigate their situation.  We were not prepared for the despair.

Doña Maria and Don Agustin are not really a couple.  More than a decade ago, he allowed her to come and live in his home since she had nowhere to go.  She helps take care of him.  He has been in a wheel chair since childhood, a victim of polio.   She was well known on the streets as a seller of cheese and cream.  She is adorable.  They both are…

Their roof does not really deserve the name.  It probably only slows down most of the water that enters every part of their home.  There are roots growing down from the dirt that has accumulated on the teja roof.  It feels like a cave.  There are catholic relics hanging on the walls along with the spider webs and trash bags.  Their floor is so wet and dirty that I am not sure if it is cement or simply the ground.

Their cooking fire was cold.  Dona Maria tried to convince me that she had cooked something during the day, but the evidence betrayed her.  I saw no evidence to suggest that they had eaten.

So, here’s the thing, I thought that I recognized his face, with his overwhelming beard.  His twisted hands made me think of something that I had seen before.   During the conversation with his neighbor, I realized that I had seen his face on an emotional video that someone posted a year ago.  He was THE Don Agustin, the guy who is making a helicopter out of throw-aways.

Later in the day, my friend, Noel, who grew up in that neighborhood, told me that everyone in that barrio had learned to ride a bike because Don Agustin had made a wooden bicycle several decades ago.  He also remembers earlier attempts at the helicopter.

I am convinced that we have to do something.  We must improve their living situations, their health and welfare.  Certainly, a community can pour a concrete floor and put on a new roof...provide some food and care.  The compassion of Christ must move us….

Check out the documentary made about Don Agustin:

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