Sunday, January 11, 2009

Haiti Day 10

Jouer 10
Le 11 Janvier, 2009

The day started out b the beach again, where we haggled with some salesmen to get a few trinkets to take home with us. We relaxed and I got more sunburned especially on my face. We then headed for the airport. I swear, I almost peed my pants the entire drive there. It’s scary driving in Haiti. There are no rules of the road. I could have sworn we almost died about twenty times. Luckily, we made it through the hustle and bustle and somehow ended up at the airport.
I swear, there are about 50 security checks in the Port au Prince airport. I have never felt so uncomfortable flying in my entire life. Normally, I just ease and breeze through it, but here I was, stumbling the entire way. I am no longer used to chaos, crowds, and being stressed.
I’m torn. Since being in Port-Au-Prince and not at the orphanage, I have just felt anxious to get home. The main part of my heart, however, is still at the orphanage. They say home is where the heart is. What if your heart is stuck with a hundred orphans thousands of miles away? They say just follow your feet, they will lead you home. I know I’ll be back one day soon. The orphanage still has a ton of work that needs to be done on it.
This trip has changed my heart in many ways. They don’t need teachers in Haiti, they need doctors. I feel called by the Lord to do so…to become a doctor, but it scares me because I’m terrible with science… Anatomy and biologoy… whatever! I’m just terrible. I then thought of my favorite quote, “if God brings you to it, He’ll bring you through it.” God has brought me to it. The road will be difficult and long and I’ll really have to work hard and sacrifice a lot, but I will get there. I know I will, there is not a doubt in my mind.
Haiti has changed my perspective on a lot of things in life. For one, my patience has more than doubled after everything there. I also appreciate more of what I have and realize just how little I really do need. I think, no, I know Haiti will change the way I go about my life. Everything I do, the money I earn, the subjects I study, all will go towards returning to and helping Haiti. I used to groan and moan about homework or work. Nothing compares to what I just did in Haiti. Everything is better if you allow yourself to enjoy it, which I think is the opposite of the general American way of thinking. We all think pessimistically about so much in life. Yes, if you are going to think something sucks, it will suck; but if you constantly try to look for something fun or positive about your situation, then life will breeze by and take you with it with a smile on your face.
We made it to the airport after breaking off the ‘oh crap’ handle. Adam: “so that’s how the other one broke off!” Sudden stops do not work so well with them.
We had to wait twenty minutes on the ground before we got in our Miami gate and we were running late. We pushed forward as much as we could through a security and dead out sprinted to our next plane. I had an asthma attack in the process.
We would have made it with just five minutes before they shut the door, but our plane had not even come yet even though the monitors all read ‘on time.’ The plane boarded a half hour late, and then the fuel gage was broken. The maintenance guy was on break and all they needed was a five minute stick test. We ended up leaving an hour and a half late and did not land in Minneapolis until 1 a.m.
Saying goodbye was hard. We discovered just how small a world it is when we found out Andy and my mom were in the same divorce class. I can already feel the stress of the world around me cave in. The culture shock is intense as I return to the world in which I live; bidding goodbye to the world I now call home.