Day 642: The Nightmare of the Sweet Urphin Sports Bras

Down in Argentina, I just awoke in the middle of the night (the total lunar eclipse!) having a nightmare in which Rhoda, 9, told me that she wanted to read all the Babysitter Club Mystery Series books that exist. I responded by telling her we only had 30 in the orphanage's library, and she got angry and turned her back on me and ran off. "Rhoda! Come back!" I was screaming, "I can get you more than 30!"

My analysis of this nightmare has to do with the fact that we have been scrambling to find a bunch of donated sports bras to take back to Africa next week. After essentially no luck (it's funny what random projects we strike out on), Lara was on a conference call today with one of America's biggest women's athletic clothing retailers. They mentioned how hard it is to give away the things that don't sell at the end of a season, and how two weeks ago they were begging anyone - anyone! - to take 20,000 new women's sports bras.

When Lara told them our Hope Runs sports bra woes, the marketing women laughed heartily - what bad timing! Lara, however, cried inside for not having been on the phone with them two weeks ago. At the time, though, I was obviously in Antarctica and Lara was taking finals with a 104 degree fever. It's almost as if we don't have a thriving staff in the USA.

Next year, though, they said we might get the 20,000.

2 comments:

Kim said...

Hi Claire and Lara! So how many sports bras are you hunting for? And when do you leave to go to Africa? Maybe I could find a way to help with this.
Kim

The Sumer Alvarez Foundation said...

Ooo - we'd love any help!
We just need about ten...

Thanks to you and Emily Baker for responding;)

Claire

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