Bonjour from Haiti
Well, we are a day away from our
one-month mark. Even in Haiti, time
seems to fly by. It took a few weeks of
adaptation, but Paul and I really feel like we’re hitting our stride here. So today’s blog update will hopefully give
you a little more insight into our conditions here.
We live in a two-room house that
sits on top of the Mission House where short-term teams stay. There is another two-room house for the
Mission Haiti director and her husband right next to ours. We share a beautiful balcony that overlooks
our yard of the compound. Also in our
yard stays one of the Haitian staff members, his wife and two kids. The Mulders (the other missionary family
moving from the states) will also be living in a single-family home in our yard. The other yard on the compound is the
orphanage, home to 9 children along with three house-parents. Most of them have pretty miraculous stories,
but that may be for a different time. Thus far, communal living hasn’t bothered
me in the least. The youth kids from the
community spend a lot of time just hanging out in the yard, playing checkers,
kicking the soccer ball around, that sort of thing.
We have no running water. Our water has to be pumped from a well that
is on the edge of the compound. Boy is
that work! It takes about 60 pumps to
fill a 5-gallon bucket. We use an
outhouse and laundry is done by hand.
Last week I did laundry for four hours and made my hands bleed! We’re seriously considering hiring laundry
out next time!
Electricity is very hit or
miss. For the last week, electricity has
been fairly nonexistent. Which normally
doesn’t bother me until you try to sleep in 86° heat plus
humidity. Then, a fan would be a
welcomed friend! There has been a stand off between the villages and the
people, the people demanding lower electricity costs and the villages demanding
people pay there electricity bill.
Yesterday, we were shopping in the nearest large town Les Cayes and a
demonstration broke out, people filling the streets, waving tree branches and
yelling for electricity. Apparently that
little demonstration solved something, at least for a while because right now
electricity is on, this is the first time that electricity has been on during
the day in over a week!
For food,
a sweet Haitian lady who cooks for the orphanage provides our lunch for us, and
then we are on our own for supper and breakfast. Paul tries to be as creative as he can be
with what he has. And I’m there for
moral support, no different than in the states.
I struggled with an appetite for the first few weeks of being here, but
now it’s made its way back. I think my
body just went into shock not knowing what to do without a constant influx of
gummies, chocolate, and anything sugar saturated!
The
creole is coming along for me. I try to
pick up as much as I can practice when I can.
Paul’s always been a good resource for me. I can’t imagine how difficult it would be to
move somewhere where neither spouse knew the language. I can get the majority of the message I need
across, like how much bread I need to buy, etc.
But that’s not to say I don’t make plenty of mistakes. My first week here, my intention was to say
“we can TEACH the Haitians” but
instead I misspoke saying “we can BUY
the Haitians.” Those moments make for
good stories.
So,
that’s a slight insight into our life here.
More of the blanks will be filled in in the coming months. Today we await our next short term team from
Sioux Falls, SD. It’s an entirely adult
team, which will be an interesting change.
But I ask that you please pray as tomorrow we head up the mountain to
camp up there for four days. The village
we will be visiting is said to be one of the darkest in Haiti, a lot of voodoo
and witchcraft up there. Last trip to
this village included a visit from two devil worshippers. So...yeah... that’s were we’re going! Pray for safety, but most importantly that
the light of Christ invades he village, expelling all that is evil.
Check out the pictures below, I made them small since there are a lot of them, but you can click on them to enlarge them and scan through that way.
Again, we
love you all. Thank you for your prayers
and support.
Thanks for all the pictures! It helps to visualize things better when you talk about them. Praying especially hard for you in these next couple of days when you're in the mountains!!
ReplyDeleteHello my friend, Great pics. I can remember one summer when I was a kid I spent it in Puerto Rico. I had to do my laundry by hand. We lived near a creek with really large boulders along the bank. We used creek water to wash & slap the clothes on the rocks to get them clean. In the 80's it became very popular, AKA Stone Washed Baby!!. Please give all those babies in the orphanage kisses from auntie Chris in the states. You cont to be in my prayers, xoxo
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