Hello! As always I have to apologize for long delay in posting. But happily I was invited by the parish of St. Thomas’s, Hamilton NY, (where we were when we started off on this adventure), to write to explain what’s going on. I hope they don’t mind if I use this same essay, with some personal messages removed?
“It’s hard to know where even to start. I think I could compare what has been going on with what happens in central NY (and Montana too) when the weather is full of hazards, alternating with clear plowed roads and sunshine, sometimes unpredictably!
Haiti is a wonderful place: a beautiful natural setting, and strong community bonds between people. Lots of spontaneous singing, especially hymns. Vibrant art and music. The students we are teaching are highly intelligent, motivated, idealistic, and besides that they make me laugh.
UNDERLYING CONDITIONS OF STRESS FOR HAITIAN CITIZENS
Haitians in general live under a lot of stress. About 15 % of people have jobs with a salary, but everyone, 100%, works hard. Most are vendors of goods, new or used, and vendors of services, such as shining shoes, pulling a cart, driving a moto-taxi. The amount of money a person fending for himself or herself can get in a day might be 240 to 480 Haitian gourdes. When Donnel and I went to Haiti in Aug. 2015, that was $4 to $8 US dollars. But today that is only $3 to $6 US dollars. Food is not cheap, because most food is imported (perhaps from the Dominican Republic). If you have children to feed, that will not buy three meals a day. Many people eat twice, or only once, a day. Some don’t eat every day. People generally don’t go to the doctor, because it is too expensive, even if you can find a good doctor, so illnesses and injuries add to the tremendous stress. Power goes out frequently, and water is not always available either. Haitian people value taking a shower, often two, every day, and being without water for washing is very stressful. It costs money to buy bottles of water to drink.
CURRENT FACTORS CAUSING AGITATION
The rapid inflation has made people angry. In addition, the talk radio shows are on all day long. Recently the talk has been about apparent theft by politicians of over a billion dollars in long-term loans from Venezuela, from over ten years ago when Venezuela had oil money. The loan deal was called PetroCaribe, and applied to other Caribbean countries as well, but evidently the promised improvements in roads, hospitals, and schools never happened, and now the loan is being called in: Haitians have been told they need to pay for the repayment in taxes, esp. a tax on gas – which will put the marginal profits of moto-taxis at risk.
THE DEMONSTRATIONS THEMSELVES
About a month ago there were announcements of demonstrations on certain days, protesting the PetroCaribe embezzlement and demanding that the president resign. The announcements showed the level of organization by the opposition parties: they had a name, (“Country Lock-Down”) and a schedule of marches. Roadblocks were set up across all roads that pass into Port-au-Prince, which did shut the country down because all travel between north and south has to pass through the capital. People were warned, on all sides, not to attempt to pass the roadblocks. So the faculty and students did what they have done before, just what New Yorkers do in blizzards: shelter in place. Classes were interrupted because professors couldn’t come, the book keeper missed for two weeks so salary checks were delayed, our students who were out on clinicals had to miss two weeks due to clinic closures, and at the same time they were stuck in their distant areas, unable to travel back to campus for impromptu classes.
LÉOGÂNE, A HAVEN OF PEACE (99% OF THE TIME ANYWAY!)
Leogane is almost always calm and quiet. Someone explained to me that Leogannaise (local residents) like a peaceable life, and anyway they are surrounded by villages and towns that like to protest so they don’t have to add to it. But finally after a couple weeks, one afternoon while Lafleur (our administrator) and I were at the desk on our office, we saw the heavy smoke from a burning tire, and we heard shouting and gunfire – the gunfire of the police shooting in the air, trying to restore order and disperse the crowd, outside the (guarded) locked gate of the compound. It was unnerving, but it happened only once.
DEPARTURE FROM HAITI A COUPLE WEEKS EARLIER THAN A PLANNED VACATION
The Dean of Nursing, Dean Alcindor, called me in and said she really wanted me to go home. I was planning to go anyway, but not for almost two weeks later, to be home for Donnel’s birthday (March 1!). But she asked me to change my reservation and clear out much sooner, if possible. I changed my ticket to the next weekend, and then we went on with classes as usual. The wait for the day of departure was an odd one: it seemed to me that if the roads were to open up to allow me to get to the airport, then that would mean that there was no need to leave the country!
The Nursing school van driver did not want to drive into the city, with all that going on. Then Dean Alcindor realized that the local Episcopal hospital had been transporting patients back and forth every day with the ambulance, and she asked the hospital if I could ride along, which I did!
And, right after I got home, the whole activity began to wind down. Now, people are just tired of being unable to come and go, and there is not much energy for the protests.
RETURN, POSSIBLY ALSO A LITTLE LATER THAN PLANNED
I have been asked to wait for the decision of the Mission program of the US Episcopal Church, to allow me to go back. There’s an issue of the US State Dept. Travel Alerts: when all this started, they raised it to a Level 4, “Do not travel”. From what I hear from other expats still in Haiti, that is more relevant to Embassy staff in the capital city than to US or Canadian people working outside the city in small towns like Léogâne. But as long as that Alert is high, it is hard for official organizations to imagine that actually life is returning to normal.
It seems that it really is though. Traffic is flowing, schools are open, vendors are open to sell food and water again. Donnel and I have been asked to wait until after Carnival, March 3,4,and 5, to see if the current calm holds, and then maybe I can return.
WHAT IS THE EFFECT ON STUDENT MORALE?
In the meanwhile, it’s not as if you can just turn off daily life at the university, just because the administrator has been pulled out. It’s not just me, an administrator, either: many US and Canadian professors have had to cancel their teaching for the coming semester due to the dire “Level 4”.
The students are anxious and unsettled, dreading that the program will have to close (as Haitian universities often do), hoping that they can finish their senior research projects and graduate, disappointed because several very good training opportunities in chronic wound care, and in making adaptive equipment, were cancelled due to roadblocks and due to necessary cancellations by US faculty members. They feel that they are seeing a risk to the possibility to complete their degree.
WHAT IS BEING DONE TO PLAN TO MEET THE CHALLENGES?
Donnel and I have been meeting with HRF, the Haiti Rehabilitation Foundation, and brainstorming about how to assure the students of safe passage through this time of challenges, and safe arrival at the degrees they are working so hard for. The plans are emerging, with some surprises and some advantages: “crisis” and “opportunity”, they say, are two sides of the same coin! More updates to come.
A RENEWAL OF OUR THANKS!
In the meanwhile, speaking especially to those who have supported FSRL with their financial treasure, whether vast or a widow’s mite, I want to say that HRF is very aware of using good stewardship of your gifts. We will come through OK, all of us together.
LET US BE GRATEFUL, EVEN WITH THE “HEAVY LIFT’, AS IT LETS US SHARE THIS EXPERIENCE IN SOLIDARITY WITH THE GOOD CITIZENS OF HAITI!
I am grateful for this experience, privileged to have been able to accompany these students this far, and so happy to see the beginning of their work with patients with all sorts of disabilities, who would not have had any hope of getting back to their lives. This is so worth the “heavy lift”!
For a long vacation (all the twelve days of Christmas!) from any kind of work: time away, with Donnel, our kids Aidan and Chase, and the wonderful and wholesome companions of our kids and THEIR families. Life goes on!
For the spectacular vistas of coastal California, where we visited Aidan and Chase. How do those mountainsides and oceans stay so open and wild? Raptors soar over crashing waves, as we hike up higher and higher. The air is fresh and new.
For the deep sweetness of the connections with our Haitian friends. By the magic of internet we have received lovable little videos, WhatsApp messages, blessings flying across the miles. Love is in the air!
For YOU, the larger community of watchers and helpers, in the US, Canada, and Haiti: workers in the field of bringing rehabilitation education to Haiti.
Who is it that said that the meaning of vocation is finding where the world’s deep need meets your own highest joy? I think that is an ideal, as most of the time we have to compromise on that, but some sense of vocation can fit inside all kinds of lives. And if you have found, as have I, that there is a high joy in this kind of work, with the possibility of freeing up those who, because of disability, are trapped in bad situations where help is scarce, then you have that vocation too.
What I pray in the new year is what I prayed in the old year. Thanks, heart-felt thanks.
In my litany of thanks, I want to take a moment to recognize Miselene Lafleur. Miss Lafleur is a licensed nurse. She graduated from FSIL, and was the valedictorian of her graduating class, in 2016. Mme Alcindor referred me to her as a candidate for first administrative assistant of FSRL. That was a good referral ! Miss Lafleur has a quick mind, an excellent memory, knowledge about medicine, insider knowledge about FSIL that helps us know how to work together, good leadership skills, lots of patience, and a strong ethic of service to her fellow human. Miss Lafleur knows everything about how FSRL functions. She has now taken on the role of Administrator. Miss Lafleur is applying to the U. of Laval, Quebec, for an online MBA program: she will do well in that program, I’m sure!
And, my other prayer in the old year and the new is, “May there be enough”.
Enough of what?
enough money to pay the bills
enough faculty to share syllabi and lectures for our courses
enough instructors and professors to come in person to teach
enough Haitian PTs, psychologists, and orthotist/prosthetists to teach the classes that need local
enough good will of FSIL which is our generous host
enough good will of UNEPH which is our accrediting university
enough good will of the Episcopal Diocese of Haiti, which is our undergirding support and our permission to even be in this role in Haiti
enough vision and provision by the Societé Haitienne de Physiothérapie (SHP) to continue to include FSRL in the planning for professional recognition for PTs and OTs (Thank you, SHP!)
enough attention and persistence by the already busy OTs of the Association Haitienne d’Ergothérapeutes (AHE/HAOT) to continue to do our important work of developing knowledge of OT in Haiti (Thank you, AHE!)
enough vision and provision by the Ministére de Santé Publique et Populations (MSPP) to give a path for graduates of FSRL and UNIFA to achieve professional status
enough patience and health among the more than a million people with disabilities who need therapists to come and help their situation
enough time and mental effort, that is, sustained attention, by the dean of FSRL, me, to continue to keep track of all the threads of this work OR
since the complexity of this project is beginning to be overwhelming, may the new year bring enough help to pick up some of the threads and carry them forward!
Hello! Bonjou, bonswa! My name is Stephanie Goodrich. I am here in Haiti to teach Neuroanatomy, a 4-week course for the second-year FSRL occupational and physical therapy students. At home in North Carolina, I work as an occupational therapist in acute and inpatient rehabilitation facilities. I first learned of FSRL when searching the internet for opportunities to travel overseas and serve with my occupational therapy education. And what a wonderful opportunity this is!
Every day, I am amazed by the dedication, intelligence, and focus of the FSRL students. Despite that my lectures, given in English and translated to French, are not in the students’ primary language (Haitian Creole), they maintain focus and absorb very challenging material. They are not afraid to ask questions (many, many questions!) to make sure that they fully understand. Even as new second-years, they constantly strive to make practical connections between what they are learning and how it pertains to disability and rehabilitation.
Over the past few weeks, when not teaching, I have also had the chance to observe some of the “behind-the-scenes” work of managing a new rehab university program in Haiti. Needless to say, there are many aspects of the program that need tending to on a daily basis, on top of all of the big-picture planning needed to keep the program going into the future. Dean Janet is a real-life Superwoman! It is plain to see how both how much the students respect her and why. I have also been blessed to spend some downtime with a few of the staff members, who have gone out of their way to help me feel at home and even teach me some Creole.
As it is with any short-term trip, I wish I could stay longer and do more, but I am so very thankful for the time I have been given at FSRL to get to know the students, to spend time with Dean Janet, to meet a few of the program’s other important contributors (Kate Barrett, Julie Booth, several other volunteer professors and students), and to be a small part of something incredible. FSRL will be in my prayers and in my heart, until I return again (and again and again, I hope!) and always thereafter.
I felt like a child on the first day of school. I woke up at 5:30 am ready to go. Sadly we did not start until 8 am so I did some personal reading and even reviewed some of my slides to make sure they were correct. After a traditional Haitian breakfast I made the walk over to the school to start the day.
Myself and the physiotherapy class:
At 7:55 am all of the students were in the commons of the school lined up. I learned that like in America they respect the flag before school starts. The entire school sang the anthem as the flag slowly ascended to the top. The passion in each students eyes and voices as they sang was so strong. I got chills on my arms as the song concluded and each student rushed into their classroom. I would expect this in grade school, but to see 20-40 year old adults doing this shows how much this country means to them.
I prepared 6 lectures for the day and knew it would be a long day for them. I started by getting to know the 7 students who are 4th year physiotherapy students. They have made it so far and I could tell from the first few minutes that they were all hard workers. After setting the objectives and going over the syllabus I started us with an icebreaker. I asked two very deep questions alongside the basics to help get to know them better. The first question was “what is your biggest fear” and the second was “if you won the lottery what are the first three things you would do”. I was very impressed with their answers and learned a lot more about their culture and emphasis on community.
During the first half of the morning we focused on Clinical Reasoning and reviewing concepts from the foundational courses. They have retained a lot of the content which made the conversation much more interactive.
After lunch we worked on expanding hypothesis generation to improve creating differential diagnosis lists. I learned that as an education system, the Haitian students have very strong memorization skills as this is the main learning style they are taught. They struggle with more abstract thinking and application of knowledge. These students in the physio program have been working hard on these concepts and I can tell they are beginning to learn this skill and will improve it as the year continues.
I was very impressed with their conversation about clinical experiences. Many of the students expressed that the way of thinking they have been learning in this physiotherapy curriculum is very different than how clinicians in the country are practicing. They were excited to apply all of the knowledge they have learned prior to the rotation, but felt many of the therapists were not doing thorough assessments and still using very outdated treatment styles. It was so inspiring to see motivated therapists who want to improve the profession and challange the status quo of current practice. I hope that this week only adds wood to that fire.
After class I shot the basketball around on the outdoor court near the campus. One of the students saw me and we played a little one-on-one. Not playing ball in over a year and being in 90 degree heat left me exhausted by the end.
Chicken, rice, and fresh vegetables was a great end to the night.
I spent the night working on some of the lectures and self reflecting. I have a long way to go with my skills as an educator but after doing it for 8 hours straight I can say I love it!
The new students are here! Even though classes have been in session since the beginning of September for the second, third, and fourth years, the students of the first year just arrived, on the 5th of October.
We have 14 students, and all have good reasons for coming. For instance, one is already a rehabilitation technician, one has a brother in the US who is an occupational therapist, and one is the daughter of a rehab technician from St. Vincent’s whom we knew years ago. Altogether there are five students with sponsors from the US, and the others have support from their families. This is a strong group! The photo shows the brief ceremony of signing in, in the official FSRL book.
We welcome them into the first year. During the coming year they will take most of their classes with the Nursing students of FSIL.
Meanwhile, during that same Friday when the first years signed in, the rest of the FSRL students celebrated the third birthday of FSRL! The FSRL birthday party is to celebrate the 5th of October in 2015 , when the first students began their studies. Those students are now in the fourth year, and planning to graduate in Dec. of 2019.
The celebration started wtih a prayer service in the auditorium. The students then spent the morning working hard to prepare and serve a big lunch to the whole school. And after lunch the students of FSRL went to the beach! At La Galant, in Grand Gôave, we swam and danced and ate lots of cake. It is wonderful to have three years of history to celebrate, by now ! And we are finally a full university program, with all four years of classes present. Hallelujah!
What a summer! I’ve been home for most of August in Montana and California!
It’s Sunday afternoon, 26th August. I’m in the plane on the way back to Port-au-Prince, ready to start the 2018-2019 academic year on Monday, September 10th. The nursing school,
FSIL, does a lot of planning during August, so by returning for the last week of August I will be able to join in some of that planning.
The 2017-2018 year finished in July with final exams for the freshmen. The clinical formation for the Sophomores and juniors continued into early August.
We lost three members of the freshman Class due to their failure in more than 2 courses: instead of 13 students, we now have 10. These programs are not easy, and guidelines are strict. The academic guidelines are requirements by MSPP, the Ministry of Health, for nursing programs. A student must pass all but two classes, out of more than 20 completed in freshman year.
The academic rules, even though they are harsh, are a protection against a big investment of time and money in an education that then cannot be completed by a degree. In order to graduate, each student must design and execute, and then defend a research project that uses all the skills gained from FSRL. If a student who cannot pass the earlier courses is promoted to fourth year, it could happen that after four and half years of effort that student would be unable to graduate with the bachelor’s degree: which would be a catastrophe!
The students who are not be going on will be missed. I dearly hope that another path to employment will open up for them.
SOPHOMORES & JUNIORS
Our students went in groups of two to four to a variety of outpatient rehabilitation clinics, some far away. The sites, which we appreciate so very much, were
FONHARE (Fondation Haitienne de Réhabilitation) with Dr Ivens Louius and Dr Michael Falcon in Ouanaminthe in the north,
FONTEN (Fondation Tous Ensemble) with Mme Consuelo Alzamora in Les Cayes in the south,
Respiré Haiti with Mme Ashley Kahila in Léogâne,
and Healing Hands for Haiti with Mr Anani and Mr Paulin in Bourdon, part of Port-au-Prince.
Responses of supervisors and students were positive: our students felt well prepared, and the supervisors appreciated their preparation and their initiative as well.
One situation that started off as a concern expressed by the students turned into a great learning opportunity.
At one of the sites, two PT students expressed surprise to me because their newly acquired skills in manual therapy for orthopedics (that is, hands-on physical evaluation followed by hands-on manipulation) were not being done at their clinic. Then during the students’ mid-term evaluation, they received the feedback from their supervisor that they were at fault themselves for not teaching their colleagues the techniques they knew!
That is a sign of a strong clinical program, a good health care facility, when practitioners are open to learning. One incentive for clinics to take students has always been that the practitioners learn new approaches when students come in fresh from classes: the other PTs and rehab techs wanted to learn what they had seen our students doing!
The experience will be repeated again and again as our students go out into the working world. That happens in all countries, but especially I think it will happen in Haiti where practitioners have had to struggle so much to get their education, and where continuing education is hard to come by. Our new graduates will need to be nurtured with continuing ed courses, and they will also need to be always teaching.
EXCITEMENT ABOUT THE NEW YEAR
Even though few students are on campus, there is an excitement in the air for the new year. FSIL has painted many walls, done a thorough cleaning (again) of the building, and revised and reprinted the very important Student Manual and Dormitory Manual. For FSRL, we are making phone calls and sending emails to fill in missing slots in our teaching rotation (hey! Maybe YOU want to come and teach!) . We’re considering how to stretch our dorm space, how to reinforce the rules and customs of FSIL that are also required of FSRL, how to hold a “Saturday School” for a handful of students who failed just one or two classes. We are looking forward to the return of Dr. Rachel Woodson, PT from Arkansas, who will help us with faculty coordination, some teaching, and some clinical supervision. This should be the year when our students begin a weekly fieldwork visit to Hôpital Ste Croix, the local Episcopal hospital that has been asking us all along to provide a rehab service. WE FINALLY HAVE FOURTH YEARS! SENIORS!
Our 4th year students are ready! We will ask Rachel to accompany them on their hospital visits as often as possible, and we hope to have another PT, a Haitian practitioner, to help us as well.
TWO “first days”; TWO BEGINNINGS
This campus has TWO beginnings. In September the returning students begin (Sept. 10) and on October 1 the new freshmen begin. The first-year student process will be described in a later blog – stay tuned!
Rachel Woodson is a physical therapist and missionary from Arkansas. She has been helping us a LOT by supervising the PT students on “Stage” or fieldwork, at the Hopital Ste Croix. Ste Croix has never had rehabilitation services, in its 40 years.
Thank you Rachel for permission to share this!
Tuesday, May 22, 2018
Yo Kapab (they can)
Today was a special day, an amazing day. We are taking 8 students (3rd year PT and OT students) to the local “public” hospital this week and next. We have primarily worked with 4 patients during these two days. One patient is an older gentleman, we will call him Jean, whom suffered a gunshot wound. Following the students’ initial evaluation the patient was found to have no movement below the waist and post op abdominal surgery. The surgeon came in shortly after and kindly spoke with us about the patient. When he and I were talking he said to me “I don’t think he needs to be here (ortho floor) anymore, I think he should transfer to neuro bc maybe he has a spinal cord injury from the gunshot but we don’t know.” Long story short we went in and sat the patient as the edge of the bed for the first time after his surgery 10 days ago and he was a little dizzy and VERY weak. He had not moved fromlaying on his back, however the nurses had done a good job of preventing pressure sores/ulcers.
When we came in the next morning we were informed that the patient was being discharged. The family had not been taught ANYTHING. No positioning, no transfers, no catheter changes, no infection precautions. NOTHING. So we began to work with the students on educating the family and getting the family involved in transfers and planned to teach the family to transfer Jean to a wheelchair (even though they did not have the money to purchase one) and some other basic spinal cord injury education. We started to discuss it and they were talking about how surgeons get tunnel visioned on their one issue and will sometimes discharge patients not understanding everything. I voiced what he had said to me and then the ball started to roll….
The nurses called the doctor and he confirmed that he did feel he needed to be transferred to the neuro unit but that the doctor on call would have to make that decision. When the doctor arrived he “conferenced” with one of our PT students and a nursing student that had been fantastic in caring for the patient as well (the photo above). They advocated for the patient and the doctor AGREED that the patient should stay on the neuro unit. They also talked to the director and he interviewed the family to determine if they needed a wheelchair without paying. The option also came up for him to go to an inpatient rehab center, which is still in progress as to if that will happen.
I was amazed and started to tear up thinking how these students are changing this country starting with that man. They are doing it respectfully and dignified. They are doing it by working TOGETHER as a healthcare TEAM. They are doing it because they care about their patients. It is a long road ahead, but THEY ARE DOING IT!!! I was so proud to be part of FSRL/FSIL today. That man would have likely laid in a bed at his home, never moving, and had no quality of life if these students (PT/OT/nursing) were not there. He would have likely died in the next 3-6 months due to wound infection, pressure sores, pneumonia, or some other related illness secondary to his apparent spinal cord injury…. But now he will have some time and physical/occupational therapy to live a better quality and more dignified life. This profession of physical therapy that I get to call a job will always give me pride because I get to watch peoples lives change. Because I beleive that quality of life is as important to a person as actual life.
Today was refreshing and I am so excited to see rehab professions become a more common part of the healthcare team as it demonstrates progress in Haiti from pure survival to giving quality of life to the patient and family through respect, dignity, and improving independence.
I am sure you are wondering how the rara evening turned out!
It was last Sunday, just HAPPENED to be Easter Sunday. Actually, it is always a big rara weekend on Good Friday, Holy Saturday, and Easter Sunday. The FSRL students and I were invited to join FSIL nursing students on a reviewing stand right at the beginning of the parade route, where the bands started off on their musical march. We were there at dusk, but the parades were destined to go all night and into the morning light.
One of the Americans staying in the Guest House during Holy Week said that having all the families outside in the streets, and flags, and glow sticks, made her feel just like on the Fourth of July back home, and that is a good way to express the mood!
Here is a photo of the staging area in the street as night fell:
As you can see in the earlier photo, the prime viewing spots at the rail were taken! I climbed on a chair behind this row and could see a lot. But after an hour or so, I was invited (by gestures, since the sound was overwhelming and conversation was nil) to squeeze right into the middle and get the best-ever view. Here’s a short video clip (1 seconds) of the announcement for a band, and the start up of the bluesy rhythm. I have been told that Haitian music is a prominent part of the background for New Orleans music, and it certainly did have that sound.
But still, after four hours of this (by 10:30 or 11 pm), I was flagging and started wondering how on earth to get across town in all the crush of humanity. There was a van available, and there was a driver (a wonderful nursing student, Jephté, who also drives ambulances), but it was just going to be impossible to move that van even an inch in the crowd.
So, as I was thinking this and wishing for a helicopter, one of the nursing faculty spoke to one of the guys, and almost immediately four young men, three of them our rehab students, came up to me and (over the music and crowd noise) told me they would walk me home.
I was to stay in the middle, and the four guys on the four corners, and we would just go right through the crowd all the way back to campus, about one mile away.
It was great! With two in front and two behind, striding purposefully, hands on shoulders when needed so not to be separated, we struck out through the crowd. As we were SO close (inches away) to all the other partiers, I did get some surprised double-takes – but by the time someone could wonder why an American was there in the crowd, we were already gone. When the crowd began to open up a little, we hit a good walking stride and covered the distance back to campus in good time. It was cool. It was like being a Jet, in West Side Story. Me and the guys, cool and confident, walking fast, safe and sound, all the way home. They were talking and joking and making sure I didn’t fall into any potholes in the dark – all good.
I hope you can feel that too, that sense of being valued and protected. In spite of any ambiguities about how our two countries get along, the people with whom we share this audacious project to bring rehabilitation professional education to Haiti are on our side! We have allies, from the patients to the students to the faculty to the university administrators to the Episcopal clergy in the Diocese. It is good to see, concretely, that this is working! We DO have a team!
Happy Easter (all seven weeks of Easter) to you all!
Last evening, at 5:45 pm, I participated in the lovely, simple, powerful service of Maundy Thursday. Only 14 people were there, including clergy. We sat in an oval arrangement, with the holy table right there at one end. Père Sonley talked about the significance of the intimacy between Jesus and his closest friends, and that that is the same soul-friendship that Jesus offers each of us with himself. In the same way he encourages deep friendship, at the deepest level of our souls, between all of us here and now. Come let us deepen our lives together!
Today at mid-day I will go to Église Ste. Croix for the Liturgy of Good Friday.
Here is a lovely passage from the letter to the Hebrews, from the readings designated for Good Friday. (I am reading them in English this morning, with the intention of understanding the Kreyol reading better, when I go today.)
Let us hold fast to the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who has promised is faithful. And let us consider how to provoke one another to love and good deeds. Hebrews 10: 23-24
I am by this inspired to write a message that is “provoking”! But, as the author of Hebrews says, “Let us consider how!”
What is the situation right now today in our lives?
Each of us has something heavy on our hearts, I am sure, this Good Friday. And each of us is in some way looking for the Kingdom of Heaven, where the severe limits of this life don’t apply. In the Kingdom, there is Enough for All. (It might be, Enough health and wellbeing. It might be, Enough love and forgiveness. It might be, Enough financial resources. It might be, Enough peace between warring factions. It is a longing for there to be Enough – for there to be more than Enough – for there to be ABUNDANCE of all kinds!)
The plight and the promise at FSRL: the Faculté des Sciences de Réhabilitation de Léogâne: two academic programs: one in Occupational Therapy and the other in Physical Therapy
I am moved to tell you, as readers of this letter, that we have had too little income to meet our expenses at FSRL for two or three months by now. We have had some income, allowing us to pay our staff, which is the priority. However, we have had to postpone payment of our other big bills, for example for rent for our classroom and office space, and for lodging for our volunteers. We owe payments to the Episcopal University of Haiti (UNEPH) and to the Episcopal Diocese. And, this month for the first time, we don’t have enough money to pay a full month’s salary to all our staff members.
HOW do we think about this?
Considering HOW to engage and provoke support is complicated! That is because there are so many kinds of ears listening at the same time.
Some people might honestly be dismayed that an American OT and her husband have launched a whole team of Americans and Canadians into this project without having first established the financial basis of it. There is some truth to that criticism. But I can say that there is a psalm that addresses that, and it’s in today’s lectionary too : “Let not those who hope in you be put to shame through me, O Lord of Hosts.” (Psalm 69, verse 7)
Once Mother Theresa had a burden on her heart for some children who lived in destitution and hunger immediately outside the gate of a rich man, a Muslim. She went to the man, held out her hand, and asked him to do something for them. He spat into her hand. She wiped off the spit, then said, “That was for me. And now for the children,” and held out her hand again. He was so moved that he immediately gave what she asked for them.
Mother Theresa – always surprising, because she lived by different rules than the rest of us!
I am often, possibly always, aware of at least one part of the equation: that I personally am in over my head with this project. But that does not change in any way the Area of Moral Clarity, providing appropriate Haitian rehabilitation for Haitian people in desperate need. The need and the promise are real.
Some people have already given to a sacrificial point. People have turned over their inheritances, opened their retirement savings, committed to a monthly gift, gone out on a limb to support these academic programs before we even had students. You know who you are. I hope that you will see this “provoking appeal” as an opportunity to engage more fellow travelers!
Most of us have many many claims already on our finances. We all need to pay rent or mortgage, buy food for the family, pay for school, pay for healthcare, and on top of that we have other charities we support. I respect that a lot. The Kingdom, in its abundance, relies on thousands of different perspectives on where to give! Maybe your gifts are already doing good work, and if so then God bless that work too!
Some of us have NO income that is not already allocated to sustain life. That is the truth. And we all have to trust that in that case God’s generosity will come around to help us too, to give us groceries and pay for heat!!
But if after considering ALL this you have room to help, please help.
The Haitian students are the key. By now, the third-year students (7 PT and 3 OT), have mastered many aspects of the specific needs and the path forward for Haitians with disabling conditions.
The third-year students are pushing us to let them start providing care NOW. They are asking for more clinical experiences, right away this week, without waiting to graduate. Some have come to ask permission to go as a group to a health education or health fair event at their churches. Some are planning a collaboration with the Association of the Handicapped of Léogâne (where the earthquake was strongest, right here, leaving many amputees and persons with traumatic brain injury).
There are patients who are more than ready too: people coming to our gates, carrying children, or helping a family member to limp along, asking, “Don’t you have therapy here? Can we come in?”
What can we do? What can you do? I think the starting place is to know what the needs are, and what is the promise for people who are hurting, if those needs are met.
Blessings on your Good Friday, and for all of us, blessings on Easter too!
Ha ha! I am still chuckling about a nice surprise that I will get to participate in on Easter Sunday. I think it will start at about 6 pm on Sunday evening.
I was just explaining in this blog the phenomenon of rara music, which sounds like tuba bands or brass bands, New Orleans-style. Yesterday, for the first time, I found out I’ll have an opportunity to be in the middle of a day of rara, without any danger at all.
The nursing students here at FSIL offered a first-aid stand right downtown last year, near the bleachers built for the audience for the biggest rara parade of all, on Easter Sunday. The FSRL students and I have been invited to participate, offering our therapy know-how to wrap a twisted ankle, for instance. I hope we can find a source for ice and Baggies!
Most of the students have already gone home for the holidays, so some of them are quite far away – Port a Piment to the west, and Croix de Bouquets to the east- and will not be able to participate. The two who live in Léogâne will probably come though.
So the reason I’m chuckling is that at lunch with the staff today, there was a lot of eyebrow-raising and laughing about the day we will have together out at the rara parades. It reminded me of the kind of giggling you might hear when you and your nurse friends are going out to do first aid for a Harley-Davidson rally. These guys putting on the rara are kind of “bad boys”, but the nurses are prepared to provide first aid no matter what. They predict that people drinking clairin, un-aged rum, for hours in the heat could cause some emergency needs . That, and swollen lips from hours of playing the horn. (I realize that that the drinking part is way DIFFERENT from the Harley-Davidson rally, where in fact the motorcycle drivers are responsible about drinking! But some of them do lean too much on the horn.)
I am glad to be able to see and hear these parades. I may not be able to take photos, but here already are two photos from the internet so you can get an idea. And you can find YouTube videos of rara, to be able to hear the sound!