Bright colors and greyness of life

Houses in Honduras are often painted in bright colors. You see houses that are blue as the sky, pink as a barbie’s dress and green as the colors of flower stems. Inside many houses dreadful things take place. Children are abused, abandoned and undernourished. This sometimes results in children leaving home and ending up on the street. I met some of these children at children’s homes I (with a Danish group) visited in February 2012.

It strikes me how the colors of Honduras seem to be in stark contrast to the sad realities of many of its inhabitants. Simultaneously the colors remind me of hope. For me that hope was personified in people I met in Honduras. Heroes. I call them heroes because I really admire them for chosing to make a change. These are normal people who have chosen to dedicate (each in their own way) their lives to fighting poverty and corruption; factors which keep life in shades of grey for millions of people. These are some of the heroes I met in Honduras:

 

It’s funny with beauty: it refuses to stay invisible and to be ignored. It wants to be enjoyed and reminds us of beauty in the midst of greyness of life. Here the sky is showing off in a poor neighborhood.