haiti - implications

one of the reasons i find it so hard to gather my words about haiti is because it is so complex.  i'm sure it's that way everywhere.  but just when i think i have something figured out or i "understand" what was happening in a situation, my reality is jolted.  it's uncharted territory for me.  not having it all figured out.  stepping into the unknown.  i wanted to go to haiti and be of use.  a help not a hindrance.  i wanted to be helpful in the ways that were helpful to haitians.  and never was that value more apparent than when i was listening to the washing machine conversation.

there was some talk about how enhanced maintenance might be useful at the guesthouse.  a washing machine was mentioned.  washing takes time.  washing takes people.  washing machines are the american answer to time efficiency and energy efficiency. efficient use of resources is a win win.  in america.  but our idea of efficiency would have put this lovely lady out of business.  out of her living quarters.  her children out of school.  introducing a washing machine at the guest house would replace the work of one if not two employees.  big time fail for haitians.  i definitely learned that there are huge implications to giving.  that each and every item and action needs careful thought and consideration.  and that the real investment is in humanity.  not things.

going further, this little corner of the guesthouse where the washing was done is an absolute hub for the haitians.  just off the kitchen.  the ladies were cooking and cleaning.  their children playing in the yard where they were watched.  older kids doing homework.  the roosters.  the puppies.  just enough sunshine to dry the wash.  just enough shade to keep it cool.  people in and out all day.  and at night...the music.  someone had a transistor radio that belted it at night.  people laughing together.  talking politics (as they waited for the election results to be announced).  there was the sweetest old lady who lurked all around the house and in the alley way.  always visiting.  i saw her the first time and said bonjour.  she tsk tsked at me and said bonsoi.  so the next day i saw her and i said bonsoi, madame.  whew!  the look she gave me...i said bonjour?  and she laughed and laughed.  then i got it.  bonjour in the morning and bonsoi the rest of the day.  from then on all we said to each other in the most exaggerated tone was bonsooooi.....and laughed at each other.  communication.  and connecting.  inefficient use of time and resources?  i think not.