A QUIET MOMENT
Today at 7:30 am all was still in the chapel of Hopital Ste Croix. The palms were resting on the altar, ready for the acolytes to distribute for the procession, out of the hospital gates and around the corner to the main church, Église Ste. Croix.
RARA IN THE STREET!
But the quiet did not last too long. Outside, in the street, there was competition! Léogâne is one of only a handful of towns in Haiti known for Rara music. Rara is REALLY interesting. Musically, it consists of brass bands (think of New Orleans) that practice all year and come out during Lent, Holy Week, culminating on Easter day. But they do NOT play in honor of the Christian observances: they play in opposition!
I have had trouble believing that that is the point of the timing of it, but that message is the only explanation I have received, from students, cooking staff, and Episcopal clergy, for a couple of years now. Here’s how it works. On Friday and Saturay nights in Lent, starting at perhaps 10 pm and continuing until 8 or 8:30 the next morning, the sound of brass bands comes and goes all night long. The sound travels because the bands travel, walking through the streets, sometimes quite close. Our students in the new apartment that serves as dorm are RIGHT next to the road, and they are coming to to class bleary-eyed on Mondays.
The reason for the opposition seems to be that Rara exists as a nationalistic and religious statement of support for vaudoun, or voodoo, practice. Again, I personally want to downplay this statement. The idea that voodoo is a form of national disgrace is common in some religious circles. But voodoo is a nationally recognized religion here, a cultural treasure of Haiti. Apparently the season of Lent is one time when voodoo is out on display, loudly!
I have heard of the bands that used to march in northern Ireland in the spring: another form of musical aggression! In this case, thanks be to God, it is not a precursor to violence. Just a Battle of the Bands with an ideological twist!
SIDEBAR ABOUT VOODOO : It is the form of religion that came with the African slaves when they were captured and brought to Haiti in the 1600’s and 1700’s. It includes an element of honoring the ancestors. Historically, it is associated with the rallying of the slaves at the beginning of the revolutionary war which drove out the slave-owners, the French, and brought freedom: the only such successful re-taking of liberty in the whole sad history of slavery. The rejection of Christianity at that juncture of history had everything to do with the extreme cruelty of the French owners, who were Christian. Systematic and brutal murder was all that the slaves had experienced of Christianity, and they had no interest in it.
BACK TO THE SOUNDS OF PALM SUNDAY
By now, the positive aspects of Christian life in Haiti are powerful. For instance, the Haitian Episcopal church is the fastest-growing Episcopal diocese in the US and islands. The Catholic churches are full, and Evangelical churches are crammed, too. And all of those churches are meeting on Sunday mornings, full of singing and many instruments. What happens when the Rara bands pass by outside, only 20 feet away, playing at full volume? Well, this morning, it happened during the sermon. Père Sonley just turned up the volume on his microphone, and talked right over it without missing a beat! And when they came by again, during a prayer and praise song, the whole congregation stayed on beat, cranking up the voices to keep on singing.
Something wonderful is going on in Léogâne, and a Different something wonderful is ongoing back home in Kalispell, Montana!
Donnel and I just had a great week of visiting together in the snowy north, for Donnel’s birthday. You can see the Mission range of mountains behind us in the first photo, taken by Donnel’s cousin Kent, a little ways out of town in Bigfork. A marvelous friend from Christ Church Episcopal, Kalispell, named Jeannie Fischer gave us matching buffalo plaid pullovers so we wouldn’t freeze!
The church in Kalispell is active in outreach in many ways: advocating for the homeless, helping to shelter teens at risk of homelessness while still in high school, welcoming people at a soup kitchen, and helping with summer camp programs such as the one for children whose parents are incarcerated. Those are just the first projects that come to mind. The Flathead valley is truly beautiful, but it has a lot of folks who live on the margins financially.
The people of Christ Church enjoy each other’s company too, a LOT! It’s another image of the Kingdom – good things pouring out, multiplying, in places even beyond Haiti!
I am on my way back to FSRL now, between flights, and I promise more good news and pictures later this week!
The Day of Reflection in Haiti is a day to remember those who died in the earthquake, the 12th of January, 2010. At least 300,000 Haitians died instantly. It’s a national holiday.
At FSRL, each year that we’ve been here the students and faculty have gathered in the auditorium for prayers, songs, and telling the stories of their experiences.
This year, after two hours or so of the normal program, the agenda was derailed by the vulgar comment of our President, dismissing the whole nation of Haiti as a “ s**t-hole”. Here’s how it happened. The Dean of Nursing (who has both a Haitian passport and an American one) interrupted the program. She came up onto the stage in great anger and gave a long and loud and angry talk of resistance to this insult, to all the school, and to an American nursing team that was visiting. She was so insulted that she couldn’t help retelling the many ways in which the Americans have taken resources out of Haiti. She talked about racism that she had experienced in the US. And she talked about the Haitian-born medical doctors, nurses, lawyers, military, and professors who live and work and contribute at a high level to the US society. She was eloquent. She finished up the talk by reassuring the visiting Americans that they were not the problem: that she knew that they, as nurses, were good people and she was grateful for their visit.
Even so, as she talked, and the US insult and US rejection of Haitian contributions sank in, I watched the body language of the students. They looked down; their shoulders drooped; some put their hands over their eyes. How, I wondered, would they feel about working with Americans after this day? It matters, because if any of them thought that I, their American Dean of Rehab secretly disrespected them, how could we go on?
After the Dean of Nursing left, a young woman nursing student led them in a strong song about relying on God’s help. And I thought of an approach I could take to make sure we would still have a bridge for working together.
I went up the steps and asked for the microphone, just for two minutes. Here is (more or less) my little speech.
“ You may find many emotions as you think about this vulgarity from President Trump. You might be sad, or angry, or anything else. But one thing you may NOT feel is shame. You may not. And here is why I’m saying that. There is a story in the Bible where the Pharisees come to Jesus’ disciples and ask why they eat food without first washing their hands. Jesus says, “Not washing your hands does not make you a bad person. Nothing coming from outside, like any certain kind of food, can change the quality of a person. What CAN change you is what comes out from your heart into your words. What you say, that comes from your heart, can make you bad.” So, think about what Trump has said. He has made words that are shameful. As far as I am concerned, the BEST emotion I can have for Trump is pity. That he would have a mind so small, a heart so hard, and an experience of the world so limited, that he would say that. So, you yourselves, you realize that relationships between Americans and Haitians are complicated. You may have all kinds of feelings. But you must not feel any shame. No. You may not. “
After that the program was over. Some students went out quietly, some talking, and some came over to give me big hugs. Quite a few. And today again some students came to me and said, “Thank you. I feel better.”
I have some good news to share! Due to the great generosity of FSRL supporters, the students will be supported and the bills paid all the way to the end of 2017. Hallelujah!
Now I am up late again, but not because I am worrying. Instead, happily, I am writing thank you notes! WOW!
Some gifts from sources completely unexpected have come in, and some kind souls have dug deep and given again. And some gifts have been promised and on the way.
I have been in tears, and in smiles too, over this generosity.
And I would like to share a small vignette from today that may make you also have tears and smiles….
Five of the juniors have just completed an intense two-week course, supported by the Medi for Help charitable wing of Medishare, on the topic of wound care. Wound care refers not to emergencies that you might see in the ER, but to the phenomenon of long-term chronic deep wounds that remain open for months or years. It’s an area of overlap between nursing and OT and PT. For example, therapists can get involved with wound care because people with neuropathy of the feet due to diabetes can get non-healing wounds on the feet, and that interferes with walking. Or people with spinal cord injuries can get pressure wounds on the buttocks and sacrum from sitting too long in a wheelchair without shifting position.
The first week was in-class at FSRL, on all the factors involved in evaluation of the situation and providing appropriate care. The second week was in Bernard Mevs hospital. The instructors, Bryan Groleau, Christopher Miles, and Judy Coster, emphasized to the students that they must prepare, before going in to see a patient, to relax their face so that they would not show disgust no matter what. The wounds can be disfiguring, and they can smell bad. The students were apprehensive, but wanted to make it work.
They returned yesterday afternoon, and today gave a presentation to the sophomore students, concerning the anatomy of wound healing. Some of the pictures produced disgust from the sophomores, and so I asked the juniors how they had dealt with it so well. Each of them said that they had discovered they could manage their response, and that they found they loved the opportunity to provide so much help, to be of so much use, to the patients.
One of the young men in junior year followed me back to the office just to tell me, with a glowing face, how much the experience had confirmed his vocation to rehabilitation. He said that he discovered that he must have been born a therapist: that the meaningfulness of this felt inborn, as if he must have always known it. He said, “People here suffer SO much. They have so many needs. This is something I can do. When I see how badly someone is hurt, then I think of how I would feel if that happened to me, and I don’t want to turn away. I can help them. I love this. I want to learn more, always.”
This is the kind of revelation that is made possible by the team members back home. I am as always amazed: amazed by the need, amazed by the depth of the human spirit in reaching out to touch that need, amazed by the generosity and vision of supporters that makes this possible. This is going to be a very Merry Christmas!
The night is quiet, except for crickets and a radio playing religious music, quietly. The roosters had taken an hour off…but now in the distance they are starting to call again. It is 3 am.
In the dorm here the students are quiet, finally asleep after late-night studying. The first-year students of nursing and rehab are just finishing their mid-term exams, a period of two weeks when clumps of students sit or walk together, reciting from their notes. They come out singly from the dorms early, 5 am, to walk and read under the street lamp. The older students have papers due: they have been working on their mini-laptops, clumped around the chargers in the classroom admin building. The library has been full during all the hours when it’s open.
So you might wonder why I am up at 3 am? The answer is that I can’t sleep because today our book-keeper told me that we don’t have enough money to pay for salaries and rent for dorm and classrooms at the end of November, only a week and a half from now.
Other than that, all is well!
This is a first for us: we have been able to pay our way month by month all this time, with the heroic efforts of the Haiti Rehabilitation Foundation (HRF).
I have just returned from an R & R visit to the US. Sometimes it’s a little easier to write a blog at a time when the contrasts between two places are visible again! At home in the US the cold wind is starting to blow, and there has been snow in Kalispell. Here the warm and pleasant season is just beginning: the heat of summer has lifted a little and the lovely early morning and evening wind is refreshing. Yesterday the Christmas tree went up in the lobby here, with its bright lights. There’s one ornament that plays tinny Christmas carols, all day, fortunately inaudible in the classrooms and offices. The ornaments have name labels on them, little tributes from one student to another, and there is a lot of activity around the tree with students laughing and teasing.
The two staff members who work full-time for FSRL, Lafleur and Josué, were very busy during my ten-day absence.
They kept the classes going, with the help of visiting faculty and the use of study-group lesson plans and assignments. They got a gig lined up for our students to do radio spots here in Léogâne, to attract more students for next fall. They made sure that our second and third year students (who are now across town in the dorm at the Hospital Ste. Croix) had enough money to buy groceries to do their own cooking for breakfast and supper. (During the week, our students still eat their main meal in the cafeteria here at mid-day.)
Our second-year students have just started a four-week intensive class on Neuroanatomy. The course was written by a US faculty member, Dr Renee Brown of Belmont U. It is being taught by a new graduate of nursing, Mme Kailee Kruse, who has come to volunteer for the month. Our experienced translator, Jonathan Auguste, has committed to the full month as well: the students will be in good hands. This afternoon they had a Fun Facts competition, with two teams running up to the board to answer review questions. Kailee loves neuroanatomy, as I do too, and that excitement is contagious.
I spent much of the day with the third-year students: with the original five who started in Oct. 2015. This was the first day of a new class: Professional Issues in Haiti. During the next two weeks I will share the teaching with a Canadian PT professor, Dr Chantal Camden of the U. de Sherbrooke, and a Haitian PT, Denise Marcajoux. There are two objectives to this class. The first objective is to understand the need for professional licensure, and to get up to speed on the efforts of the PT association (SHP) here to request licensure from the Min. of Health (MSPP). This class will include three days of field trips to such agencies as the PT association (SHP), Handicap International (HI), and the Min. of Health (MSPP), with interview questions prepared for each place.
The second objective is to face the situation in which access to medical care in general, and rehabilitation in specific, is limited. It is a matter of luck, when some patients get care but most do not. They will read two articles (French, written in Haiti) about the difficulty in providing care here. They will also read segments of a recent book by a Haitian doctor who proposes a national insurance program: an idea that is controversial in the US and possibly quixotic here.
These students are thoughtful, and deeply committed. They are looking with clear eyes at the need for a registration exam for therapists and the challenges of providing care. The questions they are forming for the interviews are valid, and they come down to this – “How shall we best build these professions of OT and PT?” – “How can we improve access to care, when we graduate two years from now?”
Fortunately, members of the first graduating class already have jobs waiting for them. Some came with sponsorship from the clinics that wanted them to come back to work. Two have acquired sponsorships since they started: the managers of two clinic programs came to FSRL recently and asked if they could sponsor a current student in exchange for a commitment to work at their facility after graduation. And some have been encouraged by their clinical sites to apply to come back after graduation.
We have twenty-eight students now, between the three years. We have over forty volunteer faculty members, and a handful of Haitian faculty who are paid. We have MOUs (memoranda of understanding) with two universities: Quinnipiac University and the U. de Sherbrooke, Quebec. Those are agreements to assist in some way with academic and/or fieldwork support. We have been given academic resources by at least four more universities: Medical U. of South Carolina, St. Catherine University, U. Tennessee Health Sciences Center of Memphis, and U. Tennessee – Chattanooga.
It is now 4 am, and the roosters are getting rowdy. An alarm went off somewhere in the dorm but was eventually doused. I will be climbing onto a bus with the students to go into Port-au-Prince at 6:30 am, to visit Handicap International (HI) and the Haitian Society for Aid to the Blind, (SHAA). In the meanwhile I will take a shower, do some yoga, and say morning prayer. It’s going to be a regular morning in a fascinating place, surrounded by hope and integrity….I value this program and these people so much! I want all of you who have supported FSRL to be proud of what you have made happen here: it is an irreplaceable gift that will make a permanent difference in the lives of a million people with disabilities. And, I also want you to call your friends! We need to dig deep, to support the growth in numbers of students and classes, as the program expands.
P.S. My dear friend Susan asked how to donate? There’s a DONATE button on the website, http://www.haitirehab.org
The website has also a way to make a small (or huge!) monthly donation, which is a real help in on-going planning.
The relief of having the hurricane behind us is a wonderful thing. Now we can pay attention to what is really important: the students, and the opening of the school year!
Second and third-year students will return on Monday. We have some advancements, due to the acceptance of transfer credits from a variety of situations.
For instance, we now have nine third-years, due to graduate in Dec. of 2019. The five original students are now nine, due to the advancement of four rehabilitation technicians who graduated from the Loma Linda University program in 2016. Seven of them are students of Physiotherapy, and two are OT or ergotherapy students. They will be the first members of that profession, OT, to graduate in Haiti!
The second-year class lost some members (due to advancement, see above) but also gained a new member who is already a nurse, from the U. of Notre Dame nursing program. The class now has five members, all of whom have declared for PT. Only four are in this photo, from July.
The first-year class is not yet filled. The system for admission of new students is different from ours. Applicants take entrance exams in September (while the second to fourth year students are already in classes) and those who are successful enter in October for the first time.
But we already know five of our students, because they came last year to apply. They were successful in their exams, but could not start without financial aid. They were given a delayed admission, and were placed at the top of the waiting list for aid. They are good students, and eager to begin!
We only have room for ten students in the entering class, meaning five open places. And we have 18 applicants for those places! Eventually we hope to have more room, as we expand, so that we can take a larger class.
So, they all look GREAT! These photos are from a celebration in July, at the end of the last school year: a “moving-up” ceremony! Clearly, we are growing!
And that prompts various reflections. For the next blog entry!
I have been doing a LOT of thinking in the last week, since arriving back at my post in Léogâne.
I will lay it out there, so that you can all do a lot of thinking too.
We have so many assets now! At the same time, that means we also have begun to outgrow the ability for our strong but relatively small pool of donors to carry it all!
As our assets, mostly immaterial, grow, our financial support needs to grow as well. Here is how it looks to me.
We have a group of excellent, motivated, compassionate students. See Part One of this BLOG! The faces tell it all!
We have a group of excellent, motivated, compassionate faculty members! Last year we had over forty faculty members contributing to provide a high level of excellence in the academic content. This year most of them will be coming back, I hope! And another thirty or more new ones will be joining them, as we are now teaching concurrent classes for multiple years.
We have a group of excellent, motivated, compassionate donors! I am humbled by our supporters, some of whom have come in person to see for themselves and to help out, and others who have just trusted us to do the right thing with their gifts, even without seeing the school. Our number of repeat donors is high! It is easy to see the reality of the fact that donors are team members. Donors have been providing the fuel to keep the productivity coming along.
We have a group of excellent, motivated, compassionate HRF board members! I want to mention Janis Handte especially, our outgoing board president, who has brought us from zero students to nineteen, in three academic cohorts, by caring, caring, and caring some more.
We can take our second and third year students in the coming week, at the invitation of the Secretary of State for Inclusion of Handicapped Persons, to meet with him in his office and have the tour of his Bureau. Many staff members there have some form of physical difference that might in the past have kept them out of government jobs – it is an exciting work space to visit!
We can take our small number of OT students to the international conference of the Association of Caribbean OTs (ACOT) in Jamaica in November. Once there, we can meet for the first time with the first OT graduates from the U. of Guyana. Both small groups of OTs are the first in their respective countries. We are inviting them to form peer-mentoring relationships, to share case studies and the struggles and successes of working for professional licensure.
We can play a key role in the effort to start the first rehabilitation clinic at our local hospital in Léogâne. We have written a grant application for renovation of a room, and equipment. FSRL’s part will be to hire a Haitian PT to direct the clinic, provide PT, supervise our students, and also to teach classes on campus.
We can begin a dialogue, leading to a collaboration, with the other PT program in Haiti, UNIFA – the University of the Aristide Foundation. Such a collaboration will be ground-breaking. It will help immensely in gaining official recognition for the profession of PT in Haiti.
We can build our continuing education series offered to local practitioners, which has proved to be very popular and well-attended. We are working quietly to provide a workshop in the near future on a topic that might be controversial, but is vital for the mental and physical health of so many Haitians: a culturally appropriate but still challenging workshop on medical care for people with issues of sexuality and gender.
We can expand our collaboration to embrace the new opportunities offered to us by the U. de Sherbrooke, a francophone university in Quebec with OT and PT programs.
BUILDING OUR INFRASTRUCTURE, JUST A LITTLE
We have now offered a job (at a very low pay I am afraid) to an administrator for FSRL. The person who is planning to come (name to be sent out once the contract is signed) is a retired Haitian-American nurse with a master’s in Administration. She has altruistic motives for coming – since she grew up in Haiti, and left with her family at a young age, she has always wanted to “give back” to her native land.
Our students have gotten too numerous for the FSIL dorms! We are looking as fast as we can for a dorm space off campus for our second and third year students.
WHAT WE NEED
All of what we are doing, and planning to do, will take resources. Money. We have started to receive some income from some students: they are not all on scholarships! But it is not enough yet to give a foundation for our monthly operations.
WHY ARE WE NOW QUESTIONING IN THIS WAY: GOING ON, OR GOING BACK?
To “go back” would mean, for instance, to stay on campus without spending for transportation:
to cancel special events such as the ACOT conference and visiting BSEIPH.
It would mean putting our students in a hardship position, if we did not find and rent another dorm space for them.
It would mean declining to hire a Haitian PT, in order to open the rehab clinic at Hôpital Sainte Croix.
It would mean delaying or cancelling the hiring of an administrator to help me, the volunteer dean, keep all this complicated program organized!
To “go on” would mean to continue to take the steps that are opening up before us, little by little, following our opportunities as we have always done,
to increase collaboration in Haiti with the rehabilitation community,
and to increase collaboration in the region with the Caribbean associations.
It would mean establishing relationships that will help our graduates, in just two more years, to take their places professionally in Haiti as leaders.
It would mean putting our program on a more solid footing organizationally: less “seat of the pants” and more professional in its management.
I DON’T KNOW ABOUT YOU, BUT I WANT TO GO ON! YES, WE CAN!
Our donors are GENEROUS GIVERS
John and Rose Novak, souls of generosity, with Donnel in the summer of 2016, in Cazenovia NY.
Kent Bolstad, Donnel’s cousin in Montana, who with his wife Mae has supported FSRL more than once, that’s for sure!
The givers to FSRL have given at a sacrificial level! They, YOU, have given not just from the excess cash, but also from money needed for daily expenses. And not just once, but many times,. And they, YOU, have given time and attention and love, by writing courses, buying air tickets, volunteering to teach too, all out of a passion and excitement we share about an unusual opportunity to bring real and lasting change to the situation of our Haitian friends with disabilities.
WHAT CAN WE DO NOW, to keep going on?
Well, first, if you were thinking you might make an end-of-the-year gift to FSRL, umm, could you make it in September instead?
Second, if you have any possibilities of expanding our network of team members, please sing out!
Donnel and I will be in the US in November to meet with Rotary Clubs, churches, and community groups to whom we have some connections in the northeast.
We have a faculty member, Dr. David Morrisette, who has joined the HRF board who will be reaching out to PT student groups.
We have dedicated groups of students at the Medical U. of South Carolina and at Quinnipiac University who have been doing fund-raisers and publicity, which we hope will spread.
Our faculty and academic committee members are talking about FSRL at academic conferences across the US and now in Canada as well.
Maybe you would be able to help our story spread? We have a great video, thanks to Alison Sims of Belmont U. We have a slide show in Power Point form. We have printed materials: brochures, and our annual report for 2016, with great photos. Please contact us via this blog or my email, email@example.com, if you have ideas and can help our resources grow as much as our program is growing!
As I hope you know by now, Haiti was spared! The storm passed about 100 miles out to sea, north of even the farthest north coast. People are pinching themselves and going out into the sunshine happily.
It looks like the next in line, Hurricane José, will miss us too, AND, happily, will miss Florida! I dearly hope so. It may hit the small island nations that are to the northeast again, sadly, as they try to figure out how to rebuild, and where.
We are temporarily short on power because ALL those heavy solar panels now need to be lifted back up to the roof and re-connected. I have more to write about, concerning the remarkable new year that will begin officially on Monday, and I have photos, but for the time being I’m going to stop writing and POST!
Love to you all, and be safe too!
I remember last year, in October, that the suspense of waiting for Hurricane Matthew was creepy. Here we go again, and…it’s still creepy!
It is actually very quiet here, as the students have not returned yet. I expect that they will be OK, although there may be some flooding in the streets. The hurricane’s center will almost certainly pass to the north of Haiti altogether, praise the Lord! The north coast is very vulnerable, but may not have to deal with the worst of it. Here at FSRL on the FSIL campus we are probably in the safest place in Haiti! The buildings are sturdy (having weathered the earthquake and Hurricane Matthew without damage) and the dean of nursing is very prudent. The hallways are empty of chairs and benches that might fly around, with wind coming through the open-air court-yards. Those of you have visited will see how bare it all looks!
All the solar panels are down off the roof and stacked indoors, and windows are mostly taped or boarded up.
The fourth-year men who have stayed on in order to finish clinical education before their graduation are still up working on the roofs, even tho. the panels have been removed, to clear gutters for rain drainage and to make sure no metal bits will become projectiles when the wind starts.
I hope that you and your families will also be prudent, and safe, as this hurricane travels northwards! May it Run Out Of Steam before it gets that far!
Hello to all old friends and new!
It has been so long since a blog post appeared here, that I want to say first that We Are Alive! Donnel and I, the originators of this blog, are still actively working toward the success of the Faculté des Sciences de Réhabilitation de Léogâne (FSRL). Right now we’re together in Montana, for the month of August, at our new home in Montana. The time together has let us do some nesting in our own little house and garden; take long walks in the beautiful outdoors; go to Medical Appointments (we are at that age where maintenance becomes a normal part of life); and, of course, talk about many things. One thing to consider is whether a blog about the First Year of the new program in Léogâne should be carried on into the third year!! And if it’s to be carried on, what kind of things should be aired and reflected on in it?
WHY IT MIGHT NOT BE A GOOD IDEA NOW TO CONTINUE THIS BLOG
Well, one reason is that the name is now misleading. “The beginning of something wonderful” is still OK, but the sub-title about the “first year” of the new program is passé.
Another reason is that the real fun of a cross-cultural blog is when we can all encounter a new and strange situation together. But, probably happily, after all this time the strangeness of living in Haiti is less strange, and so the blogging will have a different sound to it.
[Here’s a digression just for amusement purposes. Sometimes when I am on the FSRL campus in my dorm room and I learn that an American group of nurses is on the way from the airport to the FSIL Guest House, I feel a curiosity as if they are from a strange culture. They feel, at least in the abstract before I meet them, like “the other”. And that put me in mind of a funny poem by Don Marquis, the American poet popular in the nineteen-twenties and thirties. It’s called, The Robin and the Worm. My librarian friend, Kristin Leikmuhler Strohmeyer, helped me find it (within about sixty seconds) after my Google search failed me. Here is the link.
The poem begins with a worm expressing dismay about being eaten by a robin, but very soon the same worm is changing his lament to a happy boast about how strong we are now – that is, as he is incorporated into the robin, he finds himself on the other side of the story! That’s a great account of cultural shift! And it is how I sometimes feel as a faculty member at FSRL.]
WHY IT MIGHT BE A GOOD IDEA TO CONTINUE THIS BLOG
Well, in fact, I really do realize that Donnel and I are guests and outsiders who have been given hospitality at a deep level. If we sometimes feel like insiders, that is because of the generosity of our hosts!
And, even though the Haiti Rehabilitation Foundation has a website (www.haitirehab.com) ,
and a facebook page (https://www.facebook.com/HaitiOTPTdegrees),
this is the only place to hear from the inside what this remarkable experience is like! I think that our team, broadly defined to include everyone who takes an interest in the work of FSRL and the Haiti Rehabilitation Foundation, deserves to have a real inside look. So, Donnel and I will be continuing on with the blog, and I will do my best to be more active in posting. May we ALL make that slow transition to becoming insiders, happily “eaten” up (I mean that in the best way) by a cultural shift!
SO WHAT IS COMING NEXT?
What can top a solar eclipse? Even a partial one? We had a high tech viewing device- the famous Grape Nuts camera obscura…..
Well, visits from offspring can top that!
We’ve had a visit here in Kalispell from our very adult son Aidan and his significant other, Lexi, with all the fun of going to Glacier Park, sailing on Flathead Lake, and swimming at a nearby swimmin’ hole.
We’ll have another visit starting tomorrow from our very adult child Chase, who has had experience teaching English in Haiti, but who is now living as a lay steward at a Buddhist monastery in Santa Rosa. We hope that Chase will be up for at least one grand adventure – maybe looking for dinosaur bones down by Choteau!
Then, on Aug. 31st, I’ll start the trip back to work. I’ll arrive on Sept. 1st in Léogâne, in time for a meeting with the Dean of Nursing and a lot of preparation for our first classes. Anatomy II and Pathophysiology I will start on Sept. 11. The first faculty members will be Dr. Jack Thomas, PT, from the Medical U. of So. Carolina (a return visit – thank you Jack!!) and Dr. Gregory Chown, OT, from Alvernia University in Pennsylvania. I have missed seeing the students and Lafleur, our administrative assistant. It will be good to start classes again.
God’s peace, the kind that passes understanding, to you!