Thee Perspective of Christy

One group of people went back to La Hatte today, and another group went to Degeance. No one seems to know how to spell that word, so it could be Dejeance... Anyhoo... The people who went to LaHatte's had the main purpose of fixing the cistern so that when the rainy season comes along, the people there will be able to store water. The cistern is their main source of water during the dry season, and because it had been broken until now, they have been without that water for a whole year, meaning they had to walk 2 miles to a clean water source. Andrew had had a frustrating day having broken the water pump before a group of very expectant children. However, he made up for his frustrations by finding a spider "with biceps" and chasing after Chris with it.
Foot races with the children were also part of the day. We have established that Darryl is about as fast as a slug at absolute zero... One child had even given him a head start and the kid still beat him.
The cistern did eventually get fixed.
This week is education week, as some know. The teachers here are giving purity and STD talks to the older children and members of the communities. Jared was approached this morning by one teacher and asked very "seriously" if he would give THE TALK to the boys. He stutteringly agreed maybe if they gave him something to read. We're all proud of him for not outright saying no; however, he was greatly relieved to find out they were only jerking his chain.  This evening I didn't hear too many stories about what happened at Degeance, so I'm sorry to not have anything to write about that.

As for the group I was in... We stayed at the mission compound. Do to the lack of happenings after the two groups left, I'm ashamed to admit I went back to bed... 3 times. Each time I crawled off my bunk, I felt lazier and lazier. Thankfully, Sheila and I did manage to get down to serious business; watching Jolene work. Aimee came and joined us a few times. She and Juanita were working in the kitchen. They had a severely harsh day... to make tea, or not to make tea..? To cook certain leftovers, or to make new leftovers? Very harsh. As a group, we decided we were not being very good missionaries. After lunch, we lived a little better to the reason we were here. Between Jolene and I we managed to flood a corner of the compound with our sweat. We, Jolene, Sheila, Jared and I brushed and painted window grates in direct-ish sun.
    The rest of the day was filled with a very dead/fried-looking group, several hyper folks, several meaning me, and the neutral. The best part of the evening, in my opinion, was the sound of our voices singing In Christ Alone during our evening worship. Ruth also gave us her testimony and answered our questions about MP and other aspects of Haiti and the DR. She was very informative.
So... This is me signing off.
For those of you actually missing some of our ornery peoples, some of us are missing you back and are ready to come home, and others, like those now engaged or wishing they were engaged to muscular Haitian men, wish they could stay.
TTYL from Haiti.
Oh, and I apologize ahead of time for some in our group. The word ornery has become a weighted word in our circle.