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We Got Skills - Joytown Day 11

Today I woke up with the Rocky theme song stuck in my head. Well not exactly, but that was the general feeling among the team as we went over our plans for the day of mass data collection. We each had our subjects divided up onto lists and were partnered up with a "people-fetcher" whose job it would be to bring kids from their classes to the research area. All of the kids who were subjects for the original wheelchair skills testing would be called back to test the standard "China chair" on rough ground only, a 6-minute rolling test.

After devos, the first subjects arrived and off we went into a morning of perpetual circles around the school dirt road. 10 names stared at me from my list in the morning and by tea time only 5 remained. After lunch I finished off the last 2 subjects and loaded the last of my heart-rate data. I looked up from the computer to realize we had done it! And with relative peace and ease! A day that I expected to be totally frantic and crazy turned out to be a smoothly flowing collection of data and reunion with each of my subjects. It was really fun to reconnect with some of my first couple subjects, kids I had worked with during my third or so day in Kenya.

The rest of the day was devoted to entering data into spreadsheets and hanging out with the kids once they got out of class. There also was a little matter of mischief centering around the birthday celebration of one of the volunteers, John, who has been helping with our research. John, who doesn't know how to swim, was taken for a surprise dip by Matt. Lured over to the pool by the false information that Matt needed to finish one last subject for the day, John was suddenly bear hugged by Matt and pulled into the water, but not before squirming and frantically demanding to save his shoes from a soggy fate. The comical struggle and splash caused an huge eruption of giggling from the audience of children, therapists, and Wheels members.

In other news, I still feel slightly sickly via my nose and throat but definitely on the mend!

Wheelie skillz

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