Your giving helps sponsor Connie Curilla who has taught in rural Haiti for two decades. This is her story of returning to a new school year this fall.
I
arrived safely back
in Bohoc in Haiti yesterday evening (September 7). We had rain on and
off a good part of the way (and my things got wet even though they were
under a tarp -- thankfully, nothing is ruined). We had quite the race
up the mountain trying to make it through the bad places in the road
before the rain made them impassable. We were mostly successful!
For those of you who know the road, we went through Ranquite
- a
more direct route. Apparently, the normal way through St Raphael is
virtually cut off - even a little rain means you can't get to the river
to cross it at St Raphael. The first place that our driver Elizert was
concerned about did give us trouble, but he was able to use his gifted
driving ability to make it through. The other places were not a
problem, thankfully!
Then, we thought we'd try cutting off some time by
by-passing
Pignon - going through Passe Caimite. Elizert had just been through
there recently and was sure we could make it. On the way down to the
river, one guy told us to turn around as he said the river was too
high. The next guy said we could make it. Elizert saw the river and
said, "no problem". But neither of the guys had said anything about the
bank of the river being high and soft!
As we got closer to the edge (going rather fast so as to
make it
across the somewhat high river), we saw that there was a large drop to
the river -- too large for the truck to make it safely! Elizert got the
truck stopped just before it went over the edge - it felt like it would
have toppled over nose first, though I am sure it was never that bad.
When Elizert tried to back up, the sand was soft and we just dug in
deeper. At least that meant we wouldn't inadvertently go on into the
river.
Before long, a group of people had gathered with hoes and
shovels
and after an hour of digging and hoeing and pushing and gunning the
motor, we got out of the sand and backed up the bank with the helpers
and onlookers cheering and clapping! Elizert works at that spot quite a
bit digging sand from the river for various community and haff (Haitian
American Friendship Foundation) projects, so he knows these people
well. He gave the oldest man present $90 Haitian ($12.68 US) to split
between the people who had helped. Another cheer (for the money) and we
were on our way back through Pignon and home!
Blessings and thanks to those who prayed us home!
Connie
