Alaska At Last: Something Bigger Than Yourself

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Something Bigger Than Yourself

"What I've experienced today is people connecting through their deeds, gestures, hopes. I think that is the story of the Special Olympics."

—Sean Dorman, volunteer in charge of the Global Youth Summit

To start us out we had an incredible send off by our own school! A pep rally complete with us running in to gymnasium with "Welcome to the Jungle" blaring! We played the Youtube video from Special Olympics Alaska of the partners club for the entire school to introduce them to what we were doing. It was perfect!

We had cake!

Willis attempted to play for money

We Played Basketball

We had Pizza

We Flew the friendly skies

We are Basketball

Saw lots of Flying Wild Alaska!

We Met New Friends

We Ate more pizza

We Played More Basketball

We Ran Races

We Long Jumped

And Jumped

We Tossed Bean Bags

We Visited with Connie's Dad

We Made Our Team Sign

We scootered through the obstacle course

Team Quinhagak

Then we flew to Bethel and participated in the 1st ever Bethel Unified Special Olympics Tournament! It truly was hands down the best experience this year. The kids participated in everything from a basketball tournament, long jump, 50 meter dash, bena bag toss, obstacle course and relay race to a shopping trip at the AC, lunch at Front Street Cafe, doing hair, painting nails and wearing formals to the dance. Our kids and chaperons alike had an absolute blast! From Friday to Sunday we were running around Bethel Regional High School living it up meeting new people and cheering each other on.

Our Team Sign

We met more new friends

We Got Dressed Up

We Danced the night away

We Laughed

We Danced some more

We Smiled..A lot

We Boogied

We did the Twist and Shout

We Learned a new line dance

We put our hands in the air

Yum

Is this seriously on the menu?

We ate Lunch at Front Street

Special Olympics

Shout Out To: Everyone who volunteered to make such an incredible event possible! Quyanaqvaa! We appreciate you!

"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith."

2 Timothy 4:7

2 comments:

CathyApril 24, 2011 at 8:39 AM
what fun! i love seeing pictures of sweet moses! HAPPY EASTER, rachel...blessings as you finish this leg of your adventures with God. xoxo
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AnonymousApril 26, 2011 at 1:24 PM
Im glad you guys had a blast nice pictures by the way. Go Seahawks!!!!!
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