Saturday, June 27, 2009
My First Haitian Painting
I went with the work team from Stillwater, PA back up to the Baptist Mission. I bought my first painting to hang in my room. In a land full of color where most of the paintings confuse the eye with the vibrancy of their colors I bought a black and white one. Go figure. But it was too striking to pass up.


Monday, June 15, 2009
UNICEF Kids Festival
It was blazing hot. The staff was handing out water, but they were skipping us. So I had to go over and demand some for the girls. I yelled, “Timou m’wen bizwen glo!” which roughly translated means, “My children need water.” So I got the kids water, but there wasn’t enough for me. As for food they started handing out croissants. This time just went over and took them for the guy who was passing them out. He looked at a bit funny, but I was in no mood to play around. We had been there for hours and the girls had had nothing to eat. After the girls ate, Vivine and Lolo fell asleep on my lap. I was incredibly hot and I hadn’t had any water since we left the house. I became light headed and dreamy. I saw clowns running and jumping. I thought the heat was making me crazy. Then I realized they were real clowns. I felt only slightly better.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Living in Haiti
Haiti is a land of sun and heat, long days and slow nights, singing and lamenting, sorrow and joy, wind and dust, crowing roosters and fighting dogs, men at work and children at play, wheeling stars and sliver moons, tremendous beauty and penetrating ugliness and mountains and mountains and mountains...
It’s still hard to believe that I have moved to Haiti. Everything is still so new to me. I’m trying to let it all sink in. I don’t start teaching until July so I should be able to get a grip on how the house runs and some aspects of the culture here. I’ve begun to pick up bits of Creole. But it’s still an alien tongue.
The bulk of my work still lies ahead of me so I have yet to face the challenges which are sure to come. Thanks for all the prayers.
Check out my humble abode. (The boys in the picture on my bookcase are my nephews.)


It’s still hard to believe that I have moved to Haiti. Everything is still so new to me. I’m trying to let it all sink in. I don’t start teaching until July so I should be able to get a grip on how the house runs and some aspects of the culture here. I’ve begun to pick up bits of Creole. But it’s still an alien tongue.
The bulk of my work still lies ahead of me so I have yet to face the challenges which are sure to come. Thanks for all the prayers.
Check out my humble abode. (The boys in the picture on my bookcase are my nephews.)
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