I'm not sure what she thought. Good Friday was a little bit of a shock to her at times.
Mr. Bill (her buddy) was dressed as a Roman soldier. He and another man took Jesus and whipped him at church. She wasn't sure what to think. We talked about Mr. Bill being an actor that day. There aren't a lot of words about Easter in the creole book. Johane couldn't tell me much about the celebration of good friday and Easter in Haiti.
She loved dressing up for Easter morning. White gloves, socks, tights, shoes ,slip, dress, purse, and headband. Everyone thought that she was beautiful. AND she was. She enjoyed Easter breakfast, sunday school and church. She liked her easter basket, but didn't "get" what that was all about. Still every child understands candy and presents....so she did fine.
She had never colored eggs before. Eggs in haiti are maroon (brown) so you don't need to color them, so these white ones in egg dye were pretty funny to her. She was amazed when we cracked a couple open later. Her question was, "you eat these?" ( Ou mange La?) Yes you eat them. That was pretty cool so she ate a few. But the look on her face when we cracked them open...was priceless. I don't know what she expected, but a hard boiled egg wasn't it. She started laughing and had to crack one herself just to see.
She's getting a bit homesick now. We talk about family a lot. She is counting the days down. It's the time for last things to be planned and carried out. Only about 3 weeks left and she will be back in Haiti. Hard to believe it has gone by this fast.
She saw some Deer out walking last night and told Dennis we have those in haiti. We were surprised but OK...until we looked up the word in the creole book. There is no word for deer. The word she used to describe what she was seeing... and that they had in haiti...was goat. I decided that I didn't really need to explain.
So if I show her the movie Bambi....is Bambi a goat? Baaaad thought.
Happy Easter, Cynthia and Johane
Thursday, March 27, 2008
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