Friday, June 29, 2007
order for anything to bake, the oven has to be set at 450 degrees, or the flame will go out. This makes baking difficult because it means the bottom is almost always burnt...or crispy.
So, we bake the cookies, first batch- not too shabby. I bring them out to Dan, Daniel, and Portia who are sitting in the dining room. I go back towards the kitchen to take the next batch out of the oven, and this is what I see.
Apparently, the flame went out in the oven, and would not go light again. Dino's solution- cook the cookies stovetop! Haha. Obviously, that didn't work. They were crispy on the outside ,mushy on the inside. But, as I am learnig to say, "That's Haiti!"
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Here is Choupy mentoring Frankie. Choupy is really taking this working cooperatively thing seriously. On Monday, after working from 7:00-3:00 he started a drawing and painting class at the primary school. He had a great turnout- about 30 kids. I think we are going to have to make two classes though, because "shita" (sit down) was his most frequently used phrase. All his students were just so excited to show him their masterpieces! Welcome to the teaching world, Choupy! Eager students make the best students... but the most tiresome days!
Jean Remy with the first finished wind chime. He has taken so much pride in the new project, and is now teaching some of the younger artists his craft. He too is beginnning to really work cooperatively. I am excited to tell him there are already orders for his specialty! Jan, Katee, Auntie Pat- I will bring some home at Christmas time!
So, in Haiti Sunday is basically the only "day off". Today, after mass, we went to the beach in Port Salut. It was Johnny (our driver), Dan, Dr. Blood and his son Daniel (visitors- Daniel is here for a month to fix things- he is awesome), Dr. Jacob (our clinic doctor) and his wife Gerarde (she is a nurse), and myself.
It took about an hour to get there. Driving through Port Salut really reminded me of Carlsbad, CA. The city was so cute and quiet and clean. There are little shops lining the cobblestone drive. Very picturesque.
The beach was basically deserted, the sand was white and smooth, and the water was beautiful. Hopefully we will be taking frequent trips here on our day off!
Gerarde and myself. I am resting in a hammock at the restaurant after laying out on the beach and swimming in the ocean.
This is a shot of the sign for the restaurant we ate at. Take a look at the beautiful beach in the background. It was a lovely Sunday.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Anyway, this is what my summer schedule will look like:
8:00-9:00 Teach English class with Dan
9:00-10:00 Arts and Crafts with younger kids (this is hopefully going to be a beautification project of the farm. For instance, painting rocks to lay around the outside of the garden. Painting signs to label different places and things. The labels will be in English, French, and Creole)
10:00-11:00 Work with the Artists
Late afternoon- time TBA- Basketball! Hahaha. This is going to be funny, but I am going to be working with the kids on teaching them basketball! Bet you can't wait to hear how that goes- especially since there is no court!
This is going to be starting within the next couple of days. I am pretty excited about it!
When I went back around lunchtime I was amazed! They had been working together all morning, and had basically used all five metal drums to make new pieces. Frankie was painting, and Honel had finished a couple of great pieces. I am VERY excited to tell Father Marc about all of this. Now, we just need to sell it so we can get more supplies and make more!
Look on www.freethekids.org and order some pieces to support us!
Anyway, so it was really interesting to get to fill out a form for money for the artists to get supplies, bring it to the office, and then get all the goods (that is the money form they use here) so I could deliver it to Sammy and Honel. I also had an expense report printed out so I can see what our budget is, and what I have to work with. I kind of feel like Dad. Maybe I will try to get my Dad's job when I get back- bossing people around and spending money... Now, everyday when you go to work Dad, think about your daughter doing the same thing in Haiti! haha.
Lynne, my love, thank you for the comment. Thank you for apologizing for being a bad sister and not telling your boss you needed to answer your phone because your sister in Haiti was calling you at fifty cents a minute. I do sure hope you will forgive me. As I put on my Crocs this morning I thought of your beautiful face and messy hair. If you could see my right now you would see that I am giving you the finger wave.
Monday, June 18, 2007
Fegins wanted me to sit next to him in the pew. So of course I did. However, when I got to the pew, and tried to sit down, my knees didn’t fit! The pews are mobile because the “church” is also the “spectac” and the “lunchroom” as well as whatever else they need it for. Anyway, whoever set the pews up wasn’t counting on me to sit there! Everyone in the row had to stand up and move it back about a foot so I could fit… Oh man, stupid over six foot blan.
After regular mass, was a presentation for the students that finished up the school year. The sixth grade teacher was presenting awards. Here is an example of an award, “This is Patrick. He doesn’t work that bad. Let’s all clap.” What? Can you imagine if I would have said that at an awards ceremony when I was teaching! Oh man!
After it was all over, Father Marc welcomed me in front of everyone. Everyone stood and sang a welcome song. It was really nice. I think he said my picture is going on the blog. That reminds me- the new website is up. Check it out! www.freethekids.org Aunt Dee helped get that going.
So yesterday on my run, everyone that I passed I waved to them, and said, “Bonswa!” (Good afternoon.) Well, there was one older woman (she looked ancient, and could barely walk) just stared at me as I ran by. I did my usual greeting, and she just looked right through me. Whatever. Anyway, so today, as the three of us were walking, we came across the same ancient lady. Same glazed over look as yesterday.
A few houses down were three little girls. One was wearing a swim suit, one a long shirt, and one a church dress. None came higher than my waist. They were adorable. As they saw us approach them they started yelling, “Blan! Blan!” This literally means “white”. Once we got close to them they grabbed at my hands and smiled the most beautiful white smiles. We paused, smiled, and continued on our walk. Well, on our way back, as we passed the three little girls house, from inside the gate I heard, “Blan! Blan! Blan!” Jean Robert, Dikenson, and I just laughed and kept walking. A few seconds later, the three little girls were at my side, holding my hands and fighting to get close to me. I am certain they would have hung on to me all the way back to the quad, but after a few hundred yards I told them to go back home. They frowned, and left.
Here is my point. One generation looks directly through me, another looks at me like I am a celebrity. Neither knows me. It is all based on the color of my skin.
Remember my story about the spider that slept with me and left me two fang marks in my fore arm back in March? Well, I think he heard that I was back because after my run, while in the shower, he decided to pay me a visit. There I am, shampooing my hair, when I look up, and “Hey! A spider.” (I think I am going to name him Charlotte.) “Hey! Charlotte! How’s it going?” Continue shampooing, conditioning. “Talk to you later Charlotte.”
Go downstairs for dinner. “Hey! Charlotte! How’s it going up there on that wall? Have you been sucking a lot of blood because your body is now about the size of a half dollar instead of a quarter? Keep up the good work.”
Go upstairs to wash my face. BZZZZZZZZZZZZZ in my ear. Turn and look. Nothing. BZZZZZZZZZ in my other ear. Turn and look. “HEY! YOU ARE NOT CHARLOTTE!” The biggest, blackest, bug (I’d say about twice as big as Charlotte, no exaggeration) I have ever seen flying around my head. I duck, hoping it will disappear. Lucky for me, my door opens just then, Jean Robert walks in. Big Black Bug flies out.
I think I will try catching him for you Jilly, sound good?
Friday, June 15, 2007
Also- any suggestions on arts & crafts pieces? One thing that I would like to do with the artisans is help broaden their repertoire on pieces to sell. I don’t know how many of you have seen the pieces on http://www.theoswork.org/, but there are some really cool things that they make out of metal drums. Unfortunately, a couple are getting bored, and some of the things they make will not be profitable. I am wondering if you have ideas about things you would purchase and use? They are making angels for Christmas, etc. Check out Father Marc’s blog, and let me know
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Until Lynne fixes this problem of mine, I will do a quick response to everyone through a post. It kinda messes up my organization of my entires, but my obsessive compulsiveness will have to get over it so I can respond.
Tio Ricardo- It was great having an Easter egg hunt in June. Thank you for that. I loved hearing from you. I am sorry I couldn't talk to you right before I left. Also, there is a spell check where you can choose the font size and style. Look for it like an Easter egg! :)
Katee- It is so good to hear from you! Give everyone in Colorado a hug for me!
Gram & Gramps- Since you Mapquested where I am Grandma, does that mean you are coming to visit me?
AJ- I am going to miss Carlsbad this year. Eat a lot of sushi with my fam. I had to stock up, and had it the last three days before I left!
Auntie Alex- I am proud of you for blogging!
Dennis and Cynthia- It was really good to hear from you. Thank you for the kind words!
I hope that was everyone- Lynne. Hurry up and help me. (I am still bossy from Haiti, huh?)
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
We began discussing my "plan". I think I am going to help "manage" the arts and crafts program too. Sammy (one of the older boys) is a manager now, but doesn't do a very good job of it. I will help them decide what is profitable to make- such as metal pieces- what materials will be needed, and how to train the younger kids.. etc. I walked over to the building with him to check out what we have to work with. Not much. We will make due though- Onal had me paint a little with him as well. I am pretty excited about this job.
Afterwards, I met up with Dan and went to help roll dough to make Haitian bread in the solar oven. Dan really wants to get a bakery built, so he is experiementing and trying to train the guys on making new things. It is a great idea, and hopefully will happen soon! I will post a picture of where they are working right now- the states health department would have a hay day... but dang that bread tastes good! They would especially love Tipa jumping into the huge pile of kernals in the corner of the room for fun. At least a plastic piece is placed over the dough before it goes into the solar oven. That is a great edition.
Today was a good day once I got here. Everything tastes better in Haiti. We had bean sauce and corn for lunch, and rice and beans for dinner. Doesn't sound like something I'd normally eat, does it? Wrong. It is DELICIOUS!
Aside from eating and unpacking, a couple of kiddos and I took a walk to see how much the baby pigs have grown since I left. If you remember, one of the days I was here over spring break, six pigs were born- so cute! Now they are getting big! Still cute though.
After dinner, we took out some jump ropes I brought, and jump roped under to dome. It was pretty fun until Tipa broke on on purpose. That frustrated me, so I went to bed.
Really tired. Peace!
Right now I am using this journal as a stress release. So, we get to the airport, no issues. Get INTO the airport, that is when it starts. Wait in line for 45 minutes. One bag is too heavy. $25 charge. Guess the guy didn't think I was very cute. Security. No issues. Just a REALLY heavy bag on my shoulder. -sidenote- You know those annoying people trying to push the one carry on, one personal item to a new limit? That is Paige tonight. I've got the wheely suitcase. The "laptop case" A.K.A. another suitcase. The pillow. The cowboy hat. What a shmuck. Oh yeah, and apparently I am going country in Haiti.
Now, finally I am at my gate when I learn, great it changed. New line. Re check in. Finally sitting. Auntie Penny calls, so that makes me happier, and cry at the same time. I don't like the idea of people crying because of me. I am going to miss everyone, and know I would be sad if they weren't sad, but still. It bothers me.
All of you back home- STOP CRYING. I love and miss you, but no more tears! Big girls don't cry.
Well, we are starting to board. Got to peace out. Hopefully I'll be able to keep up on this thing!
Thursday, June 7, 2007
My mission while in Haiti is to expose the children of Pwoje Espwa to as much English as possible in order to help them gain the fluency they will need for higher education. I will be posting messages and pictures as often as possible in order to keep you all at home up to date on my progress. In doing so, I expect to hear about what is going on back home! I love you all!