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When we were packing things on the bus, everybody was blessed by the elders of the community. I then knew that this was something serious and not just a field trip. The bus ride was about two hours long, and when we got to our location, it was dark. We had no idea where we were, well at least the youth didn't. We were at Camp Beckwith in Alabama, an open area of cabins surrounded by woods and a lake. Before anyone unpacked we started with an icebreaker which had been different from any other icebreaker I had done at my church before. The next morning our leader, Mr. Ansel and the other adults woke everybody up at 6:19 a.m., for a sunrise prayer service on the pier. At the end of the service everybody dedicated their morning to an ancestor. We would walk to the end on the pier, look towards the sunrise, and say the name of the person you were dedicating the day to. Following the service we continued with more fun activities. We were told that we were in a college setting and that we would have core courses and electives. We all met in the conference room for a session on Black Catholic History. This was very educational and everybody was taking notes. We learned of many black people who were Catholic and who were involved with the church in different ways. We also discovered the great sacrifices they made for us and why it was important for us to carry on the legacy. As night came, everybody was split up into their families which were four groups. Two families would pair up with one another and we would go in different rooms and watch a series of power points and have different discussions. These were our "college electives." After these breakout sessions, everybody met back in the room in which we all had assigned seats and on the seats were our folders, name tags, and a T-shirt. In the folders, there were letters from people all over the U.S. that were praying for us on this retreat. The T-shirts were very nice. The shirts reminded us that, we were the first to attend this particular retreat. Then we had a graduation ceremony. We also met by the pier for a bonfire that night. Mr. Ansel spoke to all of us, and it was very calming and helpful for us. Mr. Ansel wanted us to think of all of our problems, and he wanted us to know that we would find a way to get through them through God. We were then blessed with oil and the sign of the cross was marked on our foreheads. As the night was closing to an end, we all roasted marsh mellows by a bonfire. The bus ride back was extremely short because nobody wanted to go home. When we got back to Xavier's chapel, we attended closing mass there Sunday morning with the young adults from Xavier University's Campus Ministry community. I'll never forget the Habari Gani retreat (you can see pictures under the photo section of www.holyhotboy.com). Since then, I have continued to work with youth ministry. Next year I will help to plan the next Habari Gani retreat. Eddie Francis is a Junior at St. Augustine High School in New Orleans, Louisiana. He is the Junior Class president at St. Augustine and is an active member of his youth ministry at St. Jude/Our Lady of Guadalupe parish. He is also an active member of the IMANI leadership team of the Archdiocese of New Orleans. |
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