Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Up the Mountain...

Doris & Swe on the trail to the school...

Well, we’re back. Thank you, Jesus! I know you thought we were gone for good!
I didn’t want these pages to stay blank, but there is so much going on….

The fourteenth of October we went up the mountain for much needed rest, not only for our bodies but for our minds too. There is nothing up there but an old card table, 2 straight chairs, a couple of old mattresses and a hospital tray table. They are the only things we could hide away in the closet. Don built the little two room cabin over 25 years ago. It has been broken into several times, but Praise God, the house still stands. We brought with us some water, food and the “gas plate” we cooked on when we first came to Haiti. One large and one small burner still work. We came prepared to stay two weeks.

The road up to the cabin is so very bad - it’s unexplainable - so I won’t even try. We were tired when we finally arrived, but so very happy. We praised the Lord and danced around the little house, what peace and serenity. I always have to cry a little bit at God’s goodness and His wonderful presents to us.

We had to call Swe, Denise’s brother, to help move a couple stones. He had placed them in front of the one gate that had remained following last year’s hurricane. The hurricane had left much of the wall lying on ground. He took care of the stones and we drove into our little paradise. Even Therapy [our cat] was happy!

Since his conversion last year, he [Swe] has grown so much in the Lord! He wants to be baptized. Praise God! He had asked me for a Bible so we brought one with us. He held it, and beaming all over said, “someday I going to be able to read this.” He showed us his little note book in which he had learned to write his name. He can now read at a first grade level. When he was younger he spent all his time hopping on back of trucks and riding them down the mountain then hopping on another to come back up. He is now in his middle twenties. What a transformation!

After cleaning and unloading the car we were just enjoying ourselves--- Oh what bliss! Then the phone rang and it was Denise. She was in Cap Haitian at an orphanage. The Pastor said she could stay there while attending an agricultural school. He wanted to ask me some questions about her and inform me of their policies. He said, “We don’t allow the girls to wear pants or “tight” clothing. There is also no leaving the grounds without permission and even if I am not here I’ll hear about it.” I replied, “Praise the Lord! That is how we believe too.”

Denise & Swe’s cousin, who lives directly behind our wall, came to visit. He told us that he had moved his school closer. “Where?”, I asked. “Oh just over the wall beside my house”, he said. HUM. We reminded him that we bought this property to get away from things for awhile. “Oh!”, he said, “the kids are not loud, we have good discipline!”

Well, we have to admit he does have good control over his students. Later, with the help of Swe, Dad and I followed them down around our wall to see the school. I wanted to take pictures because we had given them some little notebooks and pencils from Food for the Poor. On our way back, we decided to go down the mountain and take the road back, thinking it would be easier. Well, we had quite a time walking over the slippery rocks. At least I had Swe’s shoulder to hold onto, as it was so steep. It was quite the excursion.

After arriving back at our little cabin, the phone rang and it was Amos [one of our original boys, who now works for the Haitian government]. “Mother, I am here with a person from Social Affairs and she wants to speak with you”, he said. “Hello Mother”, she was very pleasant, “I am coming up with the President for the big holiday and would like to see you.” They wanted to honor us. They have tried for two years and for one reason or another we have not been able to get together. “Oh, we will not be able to be there”, I said. Amos again, “But MOTHER! You’ve GOT to come!” “ Amos, do you realize our age and how very bad the roads are?” He said, “We just arrived. I’ll send a helicopter. He is a reporter and works for the UN”. We told him it was impossible. But that night I couldn’t get it off my mind. SO, of course you know the rest of the story... They presented us with a huge certificate, beautifully framed in gold, signed by the President and his cabinet.

We stayed all night and the next day and then returned to the mountain. I had picked up some tapes and in them were some that were taken from our old records. What memories, and to hear little Brian singing with his clear little voice and with perfect pitch and pronunciation!

What an awesome refreshing time with the Lord. All too soon it was time to return home.

Ferleus Mountain School

These are photos taken at the Ferleus Mountain School:

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Grinding the corn...

These are some photos of the boys grinding the corn. It is ground into cornmeal and then winowed, separating the chaf (which goes to the animals) from the cornmeal and the flour. The cornflour is made into what we would call a "pudding" for the children and the cornmeal is used in a variety of Haitian dishes.

Monday, October 5, 2009

safe crossings...

Here are a couple photos of the children crossing the road. In the first one you can see the children holding hands with their "buddy" before crossing. The second is a photo of the new safety equipment for crossing the road. A safety vest and a STOP sign.


Here are some photos of our school lunches. Some of the food was provided by the FOOD FOR THE POOR organization.

more school photos...

This is a photo of the older children crossing the street to the new school!

Here are some photos of the kids in the morning all gathered together at the flagpoles to sing the Haitian National Anthem.


The school year has started and our new school is finally open! PRAISE THE LORD!!!

The 2nd, 3rd, and 4th grade students are in the new school, which is located across the road from the main EGO campus. The preschoolers and 1st grade students are in the original 3 rooms that Don previously built on the main campus. Miralene’s classes will begin on October 12th.

All of the children meet together in the morning at the flag poles to sing Haiti's National Anthem before school. Then the older children must cross the road to get to the new school. If any of you have experienced the traffic in Haiti you can understand the dillema here. Pedestrians most definitely DO NOT have the "right of way" in Haiti. Therefore, Cile held two red cones to stop the traffic while the children crossed.

When the offical inspectors came to inspect the new school, they asked where the toilets were located. Well… they are yet to be built. So, for now, the students will be using the toilets at the Tabernacle. I guess the inspectors were pleased with that answer, for a while anyway. You know that Don was very tired or should say "is" very tired. Coordinating the building of a school is a big responsibility for a young man of 77!

We are so pleased that Rachelle Alphonse, one of our triplets, is now the school administrator. So the first day of school was a busy one for her! The room under our house (previously used as a classroom) has been turned into her office.

Next year we are looking forward to purchasing our own original material for uniforms. This can be done here at Arcra, where they make uniform material for all the schools in Haiti. A large sum of money is required for this, but ensures that other schools are not allowed to use the same uniform material.

The Lord willing in another week we plan to go up the mountain (to our cabin) and spend maybe a week!!!! Ruben, Rachelle and Rode will all be here here at EGO to oversee things. It’s a long haul and we have to carry everything up with us, but it will be worth it.

Thanks for your prayers!

Monday, September 14, 2009

It's like pulling teeth...

Pulling teeth is very serious business but Dennison was quite the little man.

Ti-John's broken wrist...

an update from Doris:

"Ti John fell from the tree (which, by the way, he had been told hundreds of time not to climb!) and they brought him up to the house, his hand "humped" upon his wrist. I had Dad hold his upper arm and I jerked on his hand and it went in place. Holding it with my thumb and fingers while someone got me a nice painted board (which, by the way, I had just found on the ground the day before and had brought it up on the porch thinking it was too good to leave laying around). Gave his wrist to dad to hold. I went in the bathroom where only the day before I had cleaned out the cupboards in the bathroom and put all the gauze together in a drawer. (I cried there alone with God thanking Him for inserting in my spirit to do that little organizing job and feeling Blessed that I had listened to His direction.)
I went back out and splinted his arm on the board (which, by the way, was exactly the right length!). Okay now for a sling...I went in Brian's room opened the drawer, and told the Lord I needed a "birdeye diaper". The first ones were doubled and the only other ones in the drawer were..............birdeye...... Thanking Jesus again! Gave him some Ibuprofen and asked Ruben if he would please take him to get an x-ray. They spent most of the day at the hospital (editor's note: from an American perspective, things in Haitan hospitals tend to be done on "Haitian time"! A little slower than our hospitals in the states!) only to hear them say "take him to Gonaives". The x-rays showed that both the bones in his wrist were not only broken, but splintered. The next day they took him to Gonaives only to hear they couldn't do anything until next week. Monday, good ole Joceline took him in put him right on IVs and yesterday they did surgery. A Cuban Doctor was there along with Ke Ke Victels' son interning, so that was nice."

(editor's note: The photo is one of Ti-John taken in May, 2009. By the way, in Creole, the insertion of "ti" before a name or word means "little". When Ti-John was brought to E.G.O. as a baby there was already a "John", so he became "Ti-John"... a.k.a. "little John"!)

Rode's new baby (Don's namesake!)

Recently Don & Doris picked up Rode and little two-month-old Donald from the airport. With both of her pregnancies she has struggled with gestational diabetes, this time resulting in an extended stay in the United States for her & the baby's safety. Melissa (Rode & her husband, Petion's oldest child) and the baby are both very large for their age. According to Doris, at only 2 months old, Donald looks like he should be about four months old! Rode was as happy to finally be home as everyone was to have her!
(this is a photo of Melissa holding her new baby brother!)


Baby Donald Edward was named after Rode's "father in the Lord", Don Peavey! What a special blessing!

Outing to the mountains...

As some of you may have already read in the monthly newsletter, a group of 15 youth from the orphanage went on a work/pleasure outing to the mountains for a couple of days. Ruben and the boys painted the galvanized roof on Don & Doris's cabin. The group stayed the night at the cabin and then left early the next morning, traveling through Cap Haitian and on up to the Citadel (a historical landmark in Haiti recognized by the United Nations as a World Heritage Site). What an awesome opportunity for the youth to get to experience some of their country's history firsthand! Following are photos from the trip:

...fifteen youth, some squeezed in the cab, others on the back of a flat-bed truck that a mission loaned us, we headed up the mountain.


The Citadel

Sunday, September 13, 2009


a recent update from Doris:

Yesterday a big vehicle drove in the yard. I couldn’t find Ruben so I called him on his phone. "What kind of a car?" "White with Red writing on the side." Then it disappeared out of my site. In just a bit it returned and Ruben came bouncing up the steps into the house. "Something else has opened up!", He said, beaming. "'Save the Children' in town has something they want to give us. SEVEN, 100 pound bags of rice!" Well, if you know me I shouted and said, "Thank You, JESUS!" After they finished unloading the rice, Ruben came back upstairs. I was so tickled I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a big hug. Do you understand how much that was an answer to prayer?? God is so good! Praise, Praise, Praise!