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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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