Today being our last full day in Haiti, we spent it driving up into
Kenscoff which is "up on the mountain" above Port au Prince. It is
cooler up there and many fancier homes can be found. The Baptist
Mission is also up there, which I saw for the first time today. A
lovely craft shop full of hand made bags, linens, jewelry as well as
dishes from china and wood. An American woman walked up and introduced
herself as "Madam Wallace", and told us, "I'm 91 years old and I've
lived in Haiti since 1946!". When we told her we work at Ecole St
Vincent, she brightened up even more and talked about Sister Joan
Margaret. She said her name is Eleanor, but the Haitians call her Madam
Wallace because of her husband. I asked her about Larry and Gwen
Mellon, who founded Albert Schweitzer hospital in Deschapelles, (about
whom I am reading a book at the moment), and she told me about Gwen
Mellon coming to Haiti and helping her out with caring for sick
children. She also knows Dr Gretchen Berggren, who vaccinated thousands
of children against tetanus during the 70s and 80s. Apparently Dr
Berggren's daughter was baptized by Pastor Wallace. Then Eleanor
mentioned her son's book, Creole Made Easy. Wally Turnbull, I realized
with a sudden shock! I have studied his book and listened to his CD
dozens of times! It was like meeting the First Lady and not realizing
who she was right away.
With more time and a cup of coffee, I could have listened to her stories
for hours. I'm sure she would have obliged! But we had to leave so I
said goodbye and she said she would pray for me and our ministry. Quite
a blessing from a special person who has devoted her life to the people
of Haiti.
Sienna and I walked across the street and "ran the gauntlet" of shop
keepers pressing for our attention. We found two delightful paintings
and then got out of there, our money spent along with our tolerance for
requests from all sides, "Can I show you Madam? Come see my shop
Madam? I give you good price Madam!"
Tomorrow
we will stop at St Vincents to say goodbye to our friends before
boarding the plane for Atlanta. Such an amazing two weeks. As I sit
typing for this blogpost at the guest house, sweating and looking
forward to air conditioning, I am so thankful for this chance to travel
and learn so much more about this country I love. We have memories and
treasures to bring home, and a trunk load of stories. Thank you to my
readers for sharing some of these with me, and for taking the time to
glimpse the "other side of Haiti".
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