Helping the Poorest of Poor - Jayme and Ann style

We sent Jen off to the hospital to change bandages and give injections - and headed off to Shishu Bhava, an orphanage/school for children. Unknowingly we had been assigned to the handicapped side of the orphanage, where unfortunately because of the severe physical handicaps our hokey pokey skills were not beneficial. There were two groups of kids, some with mental handicaps, who we were told we couldn't play with, and another with physical handicaps, and that required changing diapers - not my thing!
After standing around for a while and feeling useless, we took ourselves up to the roof - to help with laundry. With the other Japanese volunteers, whose lack of English made them fairly useless as well. It turns out we're not very good at that either. All we had to do was take the washed clothes and hang them up on the line, and we got reprimanded many times. Apparently the bibs go on a certain line, and underwear somewhere else, but the nuns don't even agree on the correct placement. Many times, I would hang up a whole line of underwear only to have a nun tell you, "Auntie, no no", take all the underwear down and point randomly somewhere else on the rooftop. An hour of that and we were feeling really stupid.
About that time the lead nun brought out two umbrellas to shade for some painting that would happen sometime later that day with the children. These were Indian umbrellas, which means they were made in about 1975, and are completely broken now. They had been repainted many times, but that still didn't mean they would actually stand up. The volunteers had begun to come up to the roof for tea, and the umbrellas kept falling on everyone, so Ann and I elected ourselves, Sisters of Charity Umbrella Holders. We proudly help up those umbrellas until every volunteer had had their tea. We didn't discriminate among people we held them up for everyone regardless of social class and skin color!
After that we got bored, and the useless feeling started to set in again, since the umbrellas didn't need to stay upright, so we took ourselves on a tour and got lost and turned up in front of the internet place - and here we are. I do believe Mother Theresa would understand.