HATS has been without internet access for two weeks now. This is a tad frustrating as contact with the outside world is important in the running of the mission as well as to help keep some of us semi sane. Keith and Joan had purchased a USB Sim from Digicel to give us a little internet access. The idea was good but it is actually of very little use. I can do just as much by kicking my wastebasket as trying to get internet access with this thing. Actually I most likely can do more by kicking it as it might relieve some frustration. Keith and Joan, before they left this week, spoke with head office of Natcom (our internet provider) in PAP and Luckner called them twice about our problem. I have spoken with them five times since Wednesday. Hopefully something will change for the better early this week.
Yesterday morning I was feeling frustrated and alone because I really needed to be in touch with Canada. I had no internet access and could not send any messages on my phone. I made a good decision to do some other things with music and prayer to help lift my frustration attitude. I asked God to remind me why I was here for 20 1/2 years with my family and friends so far away. I quickly remembered I was here for the children. Then I heard our children’s voices outside singing loudly and laughing and playing. I quickly remembered I really am here for the children.
There is no sweeter sound than that of children laughing with joy and singing their little hearts out. All frustration left immediately. I thanked God for the many children HATS-Haiti is helping and especially for the ones he has entrusted to our care who live here with us.
I decided to sneak outside with my phone to take some photos without the knowledge of the kids. i wanted to try and do a little video of their joyful singing while they were swinging on the tire swing that Keith put up for them with chain. What I watched and listened to was precious and as I took video I was holding back laughter. They were singing ‘We wish you a Merry Christmas and Jingle Bells’ but they only knew the words to the first line of Jingle Bells. What they were singing to fill it in was just too cute.
|Children playing and singing ‘We wish you a Merry Christmas and Jingle Bells’.|
I hope that when we do have internet again I will be able to figure out a way to get the video to Jim in BC so he can put it on our Christmas blog.
Today, Sunday, has been a great day. No frustration allowed around here today. I decided yesterday all internet work just has to wait, all contact with people I need to be in touch with for HATS needs to wait, and there is nothing I can do about it. I need to be patient and so does people in Canada who are waiting to hear from me.
We had a great time worshiping the Lord together this morning, then I piled all the children in the truck (big excitement for them) and took them out for a fairly long ride. We spent a lot of time together this afternoon playing and reading. The children have been spending a lot of time studying (well at least with their books in their hands) since Thursday so today they needed a fun light day with Mama. Tomorrow they start writing the December exams at our school. Not much play time this week, but the younger children will be finished exams on Friday so we will plan a fun weekend.
Recently I had to make a very short (one week) trip to Calgary with Ti Luc for medical appointments. We returned last Wednesday the same day that Keith and Joan returned to Montreal. We passed like ships in the night with no chance to connect. They left Haiti in the morning and we arrived in afternoon. Looks like they did their usual good job for HATS and as Keith has said a couple of times when I have been away they did not lose any of our kids. in fact they were all in great shape when we returned and even though we were gone such a short time they were glad to see us.
|Ti Luc at Liette’s in Calgary in wheelchair donated by friends in Ft McMurray.|
|Ti Luc helping Liette make cookies. Liette did the work and Ti Luc did the tasting.|
Our short medical trip went well but we did have some very interesting airport experiences – one in Montreal enroute to Calgary as my alarm did not go off early morning and almost missed the flight and a much worse one in PAP when we returned. Things were totally insane in arrivals in PAP. I absolutely cannot use any other description for it. Ti Luc and I were there 2 1/2 hours looking for one suitcase.
Thank God I had a wheelchair for him and I found a safe place to put him where I could keep an eye on him from the carousel and he could see me. There were far too many people there in too little space. People had carts but could not move them around. They kept hitting people with the carts, yelling for people to move, but they could not, and tempers were rising. Luggage was falling on people. Suitcases some people had found that belonged to them, and they removed to the floor, were being put back on the carousel by airport workers who thought they had fallen off. People were angry – yelling and screaming, swearing (yes I do know what they were saying in Creole), pushing and hitting. A fight actually broke out but was stopped by workers. It was not a good situation for me with having Ti Luc there with me but there was not much I could do about it. People from the flights were basically fed up with the situation. 2 1/2 hours of that was too much for me and I know it was for Ti Luc, but I stayed calm and quiet for the most part. At one point, after two hours there, Germaine called me. While trying to yell a response into the phone to her someone hit me very hard from behind. Germaine heard me yell out “Stop hitting me please”. She decided to hang up as it was not the right time for a conversation of any kind.
Ti Luc was a gem. He sat and watched and took it all in waiting patiently for me to be able to approach him and to help him go to the bathroom. It was less than an ideal place to be with my son in a wheelchair, with no help, and no way to get through the crowd to the bathroom or anywhere else for hours. That airport needs to be enlarged or less planes need to arrive.
The very best time to arrive is early morning. Visitors take note. Coming through Miami or Ft Lauderdale and arriving in the morning is the best time to arrive. At the present time if I travel with Ti Luc I have no choice. I have to take Air Canada or Air Transat, until Ti Luc gets a Canadian passport, and both have an absolutely lousy arrival time in Port au Prince. As the day progresses too many planes have a chance to land too close to each other and is especially difficult if one should arrive late. It is certainly not ideal to be driving from Port to the mission site in the dark but we had no choice and we made it home okay at almost 8:00 pm.
|Sandra feeding Sonson. Sonson always happy when there is food.|
|Djemima and Leica checking out a lot of Christmas lights Keith did not find because they had been put into opposite depot by error. Kids very happy when Mama found them.|
What is important is – We are here, children are doing well, and most importantly God Is Good All The Time. The internet will return again at some point and this will go to you.