Thursday, September 28, 2006


This makes me laugh...

My dad is a big Zig Zigler, 'Successories,' positive thinking, power quotes, kind of a guy. I am too I guess ... but this more accurately describes how you feel a third of the time, while figuring things out here. It's entertaining, even if it is poking fun at all the posters hanging up at workplaces everywhere.

We had a crazy - challenging Wednesday afternoon, one of those days where you feel inept but also where you just shake your head at your weird life. Britt wrote about a lot of it so she'll post later.

Troy and the school director are shopping for school books today. Yes, yes, school started on September 11. Getting the books PRIOR to school starting would be a radical idea. Welcome to Haiti. Troy inherited this project of shopping at open markets to piece together the curriculum.

Mme Bozor's funeral will be on Sunday afternoon. It is important to us to attend, but I would be lying if I told you I want to go. I kind of dread it. Funerals are different, but not the kind of different that makes you feel comfortable as an American. The grieving is weird to anyone not of African descent. I am not saying it is wrong, I am just saying it is different --- thankfully we have a little better clue of what to expect this time around.

Britt and Troy and I sat up chatting about the craziness of the day last night. We decided that if you even a tiny patience problem, Haiti will test you. If you have even a little bit of a anger problem, Haiti will test you. If you have any delusion of 'controlling' anything at all, Haiti will test you. If you struggle a lot in any of those areas, forget it. You will be chewed up and spit out. We all agree that if you come here unprepared or unwilling to toss your hands up and admit you can do nothing without God, you probably won't stay sane. We are refining and perfecting the art of praying for guidance and winging it.

Six minutes to school time and Paige just rolled out of bed, I better go motivate some kids.