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A Mission Tradition<br />

With candy apples in their hands, tiny umbrellas in their smoothies and treats in their<br />

pockets, the students of <strong>Ursuline</strong> <strong>Academy</strong> had the spirit of Serviam in their hearts at<br />

the school’s annual Mission Day on October 5. Typical classrooms transformed into<br />

colorful and thematic booths, each featuring donated items which were purchased by<br />

students, parents and friends of the school.<br />

“While we raised money for a good cause, we had a lot of fun,” said seventh grader<br />

Ashley Haughton. Popular rooms this year were The Beary Best Bakery, Fenway Park<br />

(featuring 2 Red Sox Championship rings, and franks of course), the Top Hat Raffle and<br />

the tropical Smoothie Room. While students enjoyed spending their allowance on<br />

Mission Day treats, they did so knowing that their contributions were ultimately going<br />

to a worthy cause.<br />

My Brother’s Keeper, a local Christian charity that provides food and furniture to needy<br />

families throughout the year, was the grateful recipient of this year’s collection. At a<br />

beautiful opening Mass celebration, the community received a heartfelt “thank you”<br />

from Mr. Erich Miller, Executive Director of My Brother’s Keeper. “We believe service<br />

is a privilege, not a duty or an obligation so we work hard to share that privilege with<br />

as many people as possible…please know how grateful and humbled we are that<br />

you’ve chosen to support My Brother’s Keeper today,” he said.<br />

“There was a wonderful spirit this year,<br />

and the kids had a great time.”<br />

-Mrs. Tomase<br />

Mission Day has been a cherished <strong>Ursuline</strong> tradition for over thirty years. Many<br />

alumnae who return to visit mention their fond memories of that one day each<br />

year when the school would come alive with activity and joy. What was once the<br />

senior balloon send-off is now the senior balloon pop-off, for obvious<br />

environmental reasons; however, that is the only major change to the program.<br />

The oversized pickles are plentiful, the S.O.S. prizes are wrapped in newspaper<br />

and the raffle tickets are still pulled from top hats. “I brought my boys a couple<br />

years ago,” wrote graduate Katie Tower Verrette ’94 on <strong>Ursuline</strong>’s Facebook page.<br />

“They had a blast and it was nice to see staff and all the changes to UA.”<br />

“The generosity of parents, the generosity of time, and the will of the students is<br />

what make this event possible each year,” said UA Campus Minister Marge Costa,<br />

who has overseen the charitable fair for the past thirty years. According to Sister<br />

Nesta, who worked feverishly in the cash room, <strong>Ursuline</strong> raised approximately<br />

$14,800 for charity at this year’s event, which Mrs. Costa said was the most<br />

money raised in the history of the event.<br />

“The day was super-fantastic,” said Mrs. Tomase, who runs the Beary Best<br />

Bakery. “There was a wonderful spirit this year, and the kids had a great time.”<br />

Students Respond to Hard Times in ‘Big Easy’<br />

Over the winter break, <strong>Ursuline</strong> sophomores Caroline Gailius and<br />

Saidhbhe Berry and freshman Maggie Wolfe spent six days in New<br />

Orleans with their church youth group out of Milton, MA. The<br />

service trip was inspired by the devastation caused by Hurricane<br />

Katrina, which left many areas of the city destroyed and many<br />

people destitute.<br />

The students spent time painting a work house, demolishing a rusty shed,<br />

caring for the elderly and cleaning up the grounds of an old cemetery.<br />

They were very excited to visit the <strong>Ursuline</strong> <strong>Academy</strong> of New Orleans convent,<br />

which was the only original building still standing in the city after two<br />

devastating fires. The students said they were happy to put their time off to<br />

good use, helping those in need.<br />

Hodges: A Mission of Faith<br />

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our hands or play with our hair or give us a hug. They were so warm and so embracing.<br />

They didn’t know us, or even where we came from. They just knew that we were there<br />

to play with them and that was enough. They took us by the hand and showed us<br />

around, pointing out favorite spots in the orphanage. One girl led my friend Anna to a<br />

statue of the Virgin Mary. The children’s attitude towards complete strangers reminded<br />

me of how God acts.<br />

Lastly, I saw God in the village of El Mezote. When we visited the town, it was a sobering<br />

experience. In 1981, only 30 years ago, the government went in to interrogate the village<br />

about the whereabouts of a rebel army. By all accounts, they were supposed to go in to interrogate the people and leave. But that’s not<br />

what happened. The government separated and killed the men, the women and children. At the end of the day, out of the 5,000 people<br />

in the village, just one woman named Rufina Amaya was left alive. When we heard the story, we all struggled to understand, but I don’t<br />

think any of us ever will. What really made me think of God that day was visiting the village and seeing people, houses and stores. When<br />

the government went in initially, they decimated the area. Things were burned, destroyed. But the people came back. They rebuilt their<br />

village and continued to live their lives. There was a memorial that listed the names of every man, woman and child who had died in the<br />

massacre. A plaque said something along the lines of, “They are not dead. They are with us.” It really touched me. That evening, we talked<br />

about how much strength it must have taken to come back to a place where something so awful had transpired.<br />

When I came home, I asked myself that same question: Where did I see God today? Some days I had the same answers. I saw God in the<br />

beautiful scenery around me; I saw God in the children. I saw God in the third world country I travelled to. But, He’s not just in desolate<br />

places such as El Salvador. He’s all around us, but the question is… are you looking?<br />

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