“I suddenly find myself seeing a sweet
dream and come running to the room, longing for it”. This was the most grateful
expression we've ever heard, coming out from a seven year old girl we had met at Home of Hope - Kahaleh.
Going back to the beginning, where our
journey as “I Leaf Art” began at Home of Hope in Kahaleh, few weeks ago, as
we decided to celebrate the holy month of Ramadan with the children in the
boys’ dormitory. The brightness of the sunlight reflection and the last summer
whiff at dusk were all leaving behind an eternal ochre shade portrait of a
sumptuous young boy over a peaceful hill holding a book in his hand.
That day, the eyes of the young boys were full
of dreams and visions of a successful and hopeful future. We taught them how to
integrate colors and they excelled in providing their own combinations on papers
they proudly carried to their rooms as personal rewarding gifts.
We were overwhelmed with happiness we’ve
never felt before. That holiday gift was the most valuable that we could ever
offer to those boys. From here, our second visit to the Home of Hope stemmed
from an inner desire but this time we targeted the girls’ dormitory.
This time we chose a world of sparks and glittery stars submerged with wishes and dreams, sowing hope of life in everyone's eyes.
We formed an integrated beehive with girls of various ages. Some of them were
abbreviating the luster of retouching while others were learning the sponge
techniques in drawing. Other boys and girls gathered around us, trying to imagine
the painting we planned to offer to the girls this time.
This fun activity mobilized the whole team
in a defiance to create the most beautiful painting in the floor. But they all
shared in the midst of joy how to express this feeling in words. Personally, we felt quite satisfied with the words of that young girl and the spontaneity of
another girl who was forced to leave, eager to hug us all one by one using
her childish body to express gratitude and joy.
Home of Hope overwhelmed us with
kindness and insisted on gathering us with the girls and boys for lunch. We went back
home, leaving them a
painting of a girl carrying a balloon, wandering gracefully in a moon dripping crystalline
sky.
"Together more colorful, safer spaces"
