Thursday we did have to get up early, even if we didn't want breakfast. (Shocker! Who wouldn't want breakfast?!) It was our first day of the Ladies Conference! We left right after we ate and took a bumpy, two hour drive to Valley of Hope Church. A bumpy ride, yes, and dusty. But such a beautiful ride. I sat in the back of the fifteen passenger van and watched the swarms of people as they bought breakfast on their way to work or school, or sat selling fruits and vegetables, or just watched, pointed and laughed at the "blan"(white people) passing by. I liked to wave to them and see their faces light up as they waved back. Some were shy and would giggle. Some would wave energetically. I didn't like to wave to the guys because it would often send the wrong message. Sometimes, though, they'd see me wave and get super happy and wave back or send kissy faces. One girl jabbed the guy she was with for waving at us. haha! This was the city. The city with hilly roads, some paved, some not. The city with shops of all sorts lining the street: barber shops, electronic shops, clothing shops. Any and everything! Then we get out of the city and and into the country. There are fields with sugarcane, beans, or leaks growing. A farmer tills the ground. A woman in heels walks the rough road to work or school in the city. A girl pumps water as a woman fills a bucket. Kids playing in a stream. Women washing clothes in the river. Laundry laid all over the branches of the trees to dry in the hot sunshine. This is Haitian life.
After the teaching was all over for the day, we fed them lunch: chicken, rice, and veggies thanks to the hard working women in the back who prepared it while we taught! We got some, too. It was delicious!
|Chief Barbara! That is what Pastor Maxeau called her. : )|
|I was trying to get her to smile...|