I have never felt so loved and welcomed as i have here in Haiti, the Haitian people are incredible.
The other day when Maria and i were painting, a security guard named Wilbur came up and started chatting with us. There was a bit of a language barrier but we made it work and learned a few creole words! The most important was ‘spider’ (which I am not going to even try and spell in creole here), because every time there was a spider we would call Wilbur over and he would move the spider from our vicinity. We spent our time, while painting, to chat and learn about him and his life. I love that people just want to engage and spend time with you even though it takes a bit of effort to have a conversation.
No words can describe the community walk we did yesterday. I was completely humbled and overwhelmed with quite a few different emotions. We were welcomed and offered chairs in one home, where the family didn’t have much. They showed an abundance of love to us. I sat with the children and held their hands. One little girl showed me a giant scar on her leg and since i couldn’t ask her how she got it, i am still left wondering. All of the children in school look very dressed up and clean, but when you enter in to their world outside of school, everything changes. No shoes and torn clothes. The children have stolen my heart.
On Thursday Russ, Maria and I, played a game of soccer against the children. They were really good and were really surprised that we could keep up for a bit. It was so much fun! It is hard to play a game of soccer in this heat and we only lasted about 15 minutes.
I feel so thankful for all of the friendships i have made here and I know i will not return the same person. Jesus is really present here. I am humbled and grateful for this experience.
It is hot and sweaty all the time, but this is a beautiful country with lots of wonderful people. The drive to Grande-Goave through Port-Au-Prince was very eye-opening. There was so many people selling whatever they could find to make their families survive.
Friday, I woke up early to see the sunrise on the rooftop. I thought about how fortunate I am in Canada. I want serve the people of Haiti as much as I possibly can while here.
We were asked if anyone could build a new desk for the tool shop manager, Dez. Luke and I have never built a desk before, but with the help of Wesner and Chileet, we learned together and the experience was a lot of fun.
One of my missions is to catch a falling mango from a tree, with my hands, not my head. When the wind blows I look up.
This has been a wonderful experience so far, and I am currently working on becoming better in Creole.