I have had very little time since I returned from Haiti about 4 days ago and really wanted to write about my experiences while it was all still fresh on my mind. I plan to write a series of posts that will include pictures, thoughts from my journal and other random things from the trip. It was truly an eye opening experience. It had a greater impact on me than anywhere else I have been in the world. Towards the end of the trip it was so plain to me why God had called me to go serve there for a week. He wanted to open my eyes. God wanted to show me things I couldn’t have even imagined until I experienced them hands on.
12/16/12 – 10pm – Excerpts from my Journal:
The power is going out here at the house but its going to come back on at around 11pm. We are actually in a really nice home here and all have beds. Though I can’t drink the water I am glad we have running water. Honestly its even better than I had imagined as far as where I’d be staying and everything… The Pastor speaks good english but he is the only person so far that speaks fluent english (everyone else speaks French Creole)…. He had some of his nieces and nephews over here tonight and we were able to hang out with them. They taught us a few phrases:
- Bon Job = Good Job
- Korem= like High five or awesome or something… basically if you want to “pound it” you say korem
- Chat (pronounced shat) = Cat
- Mimi = Kitten (My mom is called Mimi rather than grandmother, I thought this was funny)…
I taught the kids that night how to say a single phrase that went with the bean bag game. The phrase was, “One Hundred!!!” which is how many points they got when they through it into the whole. The funny part is when the two boys started throwing the bean bags at each others heads (and sometimes mine, and started screaming “One Hundred!!!” each time. Actually that night there was a guy there named Olbert who is actually mute and I think deaf as well. Besides the pastor there I interacted with Olbert more than anyone there mainly because he spoke sign language and could teach me his name by spelling it… Here is the view from where we stayed in Croix De Bouquet.
From the moment I stepped out of the Airport that day I could tell how very different it was there than what I was accustomed to. First of all the language, the heat in mid-December, the common cars, clothing and even the normal mannerisms of the people there were different. It wasn’t a shock but I could definitely tell I was in a totally new place. I really liked it there. As we drove to our temporary home for the week I really enjoyed soaking up all of my new surroundings. I knew that God had plans for our trip but to be honest I didn’t really expect all that would come in the next six day…
Biggest Takeway- Be flexible at all times and just relax and enjoy each moment as it comes.
Funniest thing- Realizing that even though sign language is universal, it doesn’t help at all when someone is signing letter by letter to me in a language I dont speak.