Monday, March 21, 2011
Why I fell down a well in Haiti
My trip to Haiti this month was filled with delights and drama.
This picture shows just one of those delights--a little girl who is the joyful recipient of one of the dresses donated to Orphans First by Dress-A-Girl-Around-The-World. We gave out many of these beautiful dresses and also britches for boys.
Our trip took us to several parts of Haiti. I'll be writing a more in-depth article on this soon so keep stopping by. For now, let's talk about a wee spat of drama: I fell in a 20 foot well.
No panic, I didn't fall right to the bottom (or I probably wouldn't even be here to tell the story); I fell in up to my chest where I caught onto the metal lid which had flipped sideways. With the help of a friend, I managed to get my dangling body out and size up my wounds -- a bunch of bruises and a few broken ribs.
The good thing about that fall is that it brought attention to the need to get the well lid hinges fixed so that a child doesn't fall in. It also gave me a good reason to accept all the pampering and pity being poured on me (hey, I'm milking this for all it's worth -- it's not everyday I get to fall in a well). So, it's all good.
And whatever way you look at it, what are a few broken ribs and bruises in light of all that's happening in the world whether in Japan, Libya or even in Haiti? The world is in a bad way. With that sobering thought, I invite you to read my latest article in the San Diego Christian Perspectives Examiner on Spring 2011 and signs of the times.
Janey L. DeMeo M.A.
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