Saturday, March 31, 2012
Following the Leader
Little Big Boy
The hat. Seriously. So cute.
By the way the child is obsessed with fruit. I left him playing sandbox for a few minutes while I went to the front of the house. I checked on him, and he was gone, but the door to the house was wide open. I found him inside in the chair sneaking grapes I'd left on the table. He regularly gets bananas from the pantry, brings them to the table and somehow wrangles them open to eat. He keeps me on my toes.
Swing time
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Puzzles - Little Boy
Puzzles - Big Boy
Josiah has had this puzzle for a while, but he got frustrated with it. We recently got it out again, and I was so proud at how he stuck with it and kept trying! He did really well! I would help just a bit, but he got most of it on his own. Puzzles like these are best done while brother is taking a nap or it's a really frustrating experience.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Kid's Club
On Saturday, we got to help with the Kid's Club they held for all the children in their school sponsorship program. They had different stations for the kids to visit. Jonathan manned the basketball station.
Lisa and Abby ran the beauty salon.
Cole and Ed did the always popular parachute activity.
Doug and I ran the coloring station. The kids loved to color, and many were really good at it.
These are some of the kids I hung out with during the literacy program. They'd been at the club early that day. The girls laughed and chatted with me even though I only understand a handful of words they were saying. We played the hand slap game, took lots of pictures, and they sang me some Christian songs in Creole.
Friday, March 23, 2012
Feeding Program
On Wednesday, I got to visit the feeding program. New Vision initiated this ministry by buying boats for some men in a nearby fishing village. Their business has done really well and in turn benefited the community and allowing them to start a school. New Vision also found a group of single mothers who had resorted to prostitution in order to feed their families. So they began employing the women to cook the fish, buying it from the fishermen they bought the boats for, and giving the meals to elderly shut-ins. Win-win-win, right? They also do a Bible study and literacy program for those involved.

Necelia preparing fish. She was the sweetest lady who gave out big hugs to everyone. She was the only one who came to the literacy program the day we were there. I'd guess she's in her 60s learning how to read. Amazing.
Necelia preparing fish. She was the sweetest lady who gave out big hugs to everyone. She was the only one who came to the literacy program the day we were there. I'd guess she's in her 60s learning how to read. Amazing.
Tchevide (not sure about the spelling or pronounciation). She liked to do my hair. She kept saying "la? le?" Which I later figured out was something like, "Like this? Like that?" asking me how I wanted my hair.
Dadette. She took us to the market, and later in the week, we got to see a plot of land where she was hoping to build a house.
Kelsea, on the left, is one of the interns. This woman asked her to be her daughter's godmother, which in Haitian culture is a pretty big deal.
Stickers!
So before I left I grabbed a package of 380 stickers. My logic was that I would give a couple to each child I met and thus earn their undying affection. The first day I went to the orphanage I thought, "This my chance. They will love me!" Aren't I a selfless missionary? It's all about being liked, right? Well, my plan backfired as they ran through all 380 stickers in about 10 minutes. It was a lot of fun though.

It was a good reminder that kids are kids everywhere you go. They love stickers, bubbles, coloring, balls, balloons, affection, high fives, fist bumps, seeing their picture in a camera... It's nice that so many things cross language and cultural barriers.
It was a good reminder that kids are kids everywhere you go. They love stickers, bubbles, coloring, balls, balloons, affection, high fives, fist bumps, seeing their picture in a camera... It's nice that so many things cross language and cultural barriers.
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