By Heather O.
it means what is your name in creole. i’m slowly learning key phrases, and its fun to hear the language come off my tongue. i’m again typing from an internet cafe, and the shift key doesn’t work. sorry.
today i took a ride on a moto, a motorcycle that is the country’s version of a taxi, to an agricultural college to get educated on what will really grow here. through rony, our in-country director and a byu haitian student, we learned more info about how to get things to thrive here. it’s hard, though, as even building a garden amongst the mess seems a herculean task. yesterday we turned over the dirt in a garden that wasn’t growing, and i suggested we try to clean out the soil. we found broken glass, garbage, tons of pieces of rubble, even a sandal. no wonder the tomatoes weren’t thriving.
the other thing i’m learning here is everything takes a long time. patience is key. hopefully the haitian penchance for patience will pay off in the long run as we try to figure out how to get the squash to grow.
no rain yesterday. i was covered head to toe in stinky compost when i got back to the house yesterday, so i took a shower by filling a bucket, and pouring cup fulls of water over my head over and over. still, i felt clean. sometimes simple ways work too.
i can’t upload pictures, as they charge for uploads, and i doubt the connection could handle it anyway. but i’ll be home in august, and i’ll show you pictures then. it will be worth the wait, i promise.
yesterday i got to use a machete. it . was. awesome.
till next time…
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