|I love her smile - she is such a gift to our clan.|
Straight from Kayla herself:
I do-as my mom said-often write in my journal.
I really like it when we are driving and I see all these paintings hung on the brick walls.
Haiti looks a lot like Mexico... Every building is either painted, lime green, dark blue, bright oranges and reds... etc. Its kind of funny. :)
When I step back and look at all we've done in the day-o my goodness-it is so crazy! We intend to do many organized American outings about Haiti... Of which we never get any done... but instead we do all sorts of other things we never thought we would ever do. For instance: You go out expecting to see a parade, but instead you go on a goose chase for your drivers pick-pocketed blackberry. :) (Which he never found.) Or you plan to eat lunch and instead you drink a coke with a Haitian friend's uncle and godmother. It really is funny. :)
When I get back to the states I think that I will miss not seeing all the women selling things on the street... The market place. I think that once you get to feeling comfortable or used to Haiti, you'll most likely miss some of it sometime.
About moving here: I DID NOT want to move here the first day I came. But now, I think that I could get used to, or even like, living in Haiti. I think that I would really like to live in the country-side. The kids seem so fun out there. And, the country-side of Haiti, I think, is what Haiti is supposed to look like and be. It has so many plants, the streets are very clean (It overall looks cleaner out there), and the people look nicer.
As I write at the end of a day in my journal: