I didn’t expect to sleep much the night before my
flight to Port Au Prince. What with two of my checked bags just barely under
the airline’s weight limit paired with the emotions I was feeling and all of
the thoughts racing through my mind: “God, I hope I don’t sick or miss home too
much.” “Do I have everything I need to teach my lessons?” “What am I
forgetting?” “Now where did I put my passport?” “Did I set my DVR?” …I’m
surprised I slept for a full 3 hours that night...
Hoor
dropped me off at MIA at 4:00 AM where I met everyone in our group. It was nice
to finally have a face with a name after our phone conferences and meet the
individuals who I would be spending the week with in Haiti. After quick “hellos”
we had to get our bags checked in. This was the moment of truth. My bags were
just barely at the acceptable weight limit and we all know how the men and
women working behind the check-in counters show no mercy. Luckily, one of
my bags was just 5 lbs over and Sabrina graciously put the overage in her
carry-on.

The sights, sounds, and smells
instantly reminded me of India, but the poverty I saw was unlike anything I
have ever seen before.
water. Another moment that reminded me of India!
We
eventually made our way back towards the school where I observed in Kindergarten and first grade. The bare classroom walls and limited resources
came as no surprise. Gene prepared us for what we would witness, but it was still
amazing to see how eager the students were to learn despite their surroundings. After
our observations we served lunch to the students and staff. It costs $350 a day
to feed all of the students and teachers at the school. During the week we were
there, students had a hot lunch everyday.

Our
last of school was my favorite because it was on this day we had key
dignitaries from the capital visit the school and speak about the importance of
education. I truly believe the young minds in that audience were empowered to
become anything they wanted knowing they would have continued support. Later we
passed out the uniforms, hygiene bags, and school supplies. The look on the students’
faces was priceless and is something that I will remember forever. It was
difficult knowing we wouldn’t be returning to the school the following week, but we
left with happy hearts knowing that we made a difference.
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Another memorable moment was when Sabrina
and I celebrated our birthdays Haitian style! We both agreed this birthday was
especially memorable because of where we were and what we were doing. It was
definitely difficult being away from family and friends, but I was doing
something very near and dear to my heart. BFFH thanks for filling my bucket
literally and figuratively this day and everyday!