Thursday, February 11, 2010
Starting tomorrow, for three days Haiti will be fasting and praying. If you want to join in, please feel free too. Haiti needs your prayers...
This video is a song of our kids singing a song they wrote a couple years back. Copy this link and check it out!
Sunday, February 7, 2010
MORGUE: Lionel Michaud mourns the death of his wife, Lormeny Nathalie, and son Christian Michaud, who lie in the courtyard outside a morgue in Port-au-Prince where hundreds of bodies have been brought.
(Carolyn Cole / Los Angeles Times)
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Then things started getting a little tricky. We didn't have the right equpiment like we would in the states; All we had was strong men and little metals pipes. There wasn't much progress, so my Uncle sent me down to our school house/clinic to get some plywood from there. I ran down to the house and when I got there my friends, Markenson and Stevenson were there. They were so nice and helped me carry the wood up to our house. For some reason they thought it was hilarious that a girl was carrying wood on her shoulder. They kept calling me "gwo bibit" which means, "big muscles" in creole. They're too funny. :)
When we got to the house, we ran and gave them the plywood. Markenson and Stevenson pitched in on the mission to "Lift the Generator!" While I just stood off to the side, trying to cheer the men on. After about 10 minutes or so, the guys managed to get the generator onto the wood, and up the stairs. I still have NO clue how they did it, but they pulled it off! I have never seen a group of guys so excited in my entire of life!
In the midst of all this, the guard handed me his gun and asked me to hold it for him. He started laughing and just walked away to continue forth on their generator mission. I was speechless. I didn't know what the heck to do, so I just walked around, hoping I wouldn't touch the triger on accident. All of I sudden, my dad from the window told me that some people were at the front gate. My greatest fear. I ran to the gate, gun in hand, hoping that it wasn't anyone that I had to introduce myself to as, " Hi, I'm ari. I'm a missionary kid" with a gun in my hand. When I opened the gate, it was two doctors from the states that I had never met, with my nurse friend, Ashely and two other guys...one from ABC news. Oh dear. The two guys ended up being pros at guns, so they taught me everything about it and how to load and shoot. They also pointed out to me that the gun I was holding didn't have a ,saftely latch on it, and I had been waving it around like nobodys business. Good to know! ha.
After some time I thought that maybe it wasn't the greatest idea to fill in for the guard...so the security guard came back and claimed his job again. :) Thank you Jesus!
I went and hung out with our kids at the benz for a little bit, and when I got back to my house, my little sister introduced me to, "Bijou", a little dog that my mama took home off the street and apparently, the newest member to our family. This dog seriously looks like Bambie...not even kidding. She's adorable...she just looks like a deer. Not really sure how that happened...