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Monday, February 1, 2010

Rescue Marker

In this photo, the yellow painting indicates a location rescue workers visited. In this case, rescue workers from Columbia found three dead. No one is entirely certain how many people died in Jacmel. While driving, we passed at least one building that rescue/recovery workers had not been through. Other than Canadian troops at the Jacmel airport and a few troops in the refugee camp, military troops are remarkably absent. While in Jacmel, we have not seen any United Nations troops either. Absent also are the national police. There is no heavy equipment to remove debris. In some cases lacking proper equipment, cracked buildings are just being replastered. We passed several homes that had tents in the yard. People are afraid to sleep in their houses. The most damaged section of Jacmel resembles Bourbon Street in New Orleans.

Animals, especially pigs rummage through garbage, searching for food. Young puppies play in the rubble, and children fly kites. Seeing the children fly kites gives me greater appreciation for the book Kite Runner about the war in Afganistan. At least the kids have found a good use for dental floss.

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Refuge Camp and Damage in Jacmel

We just visited the largest refugee camp in Jacmel. We estimated that there were 4,000 to 5,000 people there. The soliders, who maintain order at the camp, seemed tired and haggered. There were a variety of sights and smells. People were building make-shift tents out of banana trees and sheets of fabric. We even saw one tent made out of fragments of an American flag. People used machetes to make tent pegs and to dig trenches around their tents to collect water when it rains. There was also a medical clinic to assist the sick and injured. A little girl poured water out of a jug to clean the mud off of her flip flops.

Many of the "tents" are not waterproof, so shelter from the rain is rather limited. Both temporary and permanent housing is an huge need. Women cook rice and bean over fires made from any scraps of wood or charcoal that can be found. We saw many amputees hobbling around the camp.

The children being children made toys from discarded bicycle tire rims and a stick. A few other children made kites from scraps of plastic wrap or bags and a few sticks. The kite string was dental foss. In the midst of the disaster, the children can still play.

We also drove through Jacmel and saw the devastation of the city. The buildings left standing are unsafe and could collapse at any time. In some of the photos, you can see what appears to be almost intact buildings until you realize that the intact portion is the second or third story laying on top of the first--a "building pancake." The streets we drove down this afternoon turn into a "tent city" at night.

I have never seen anything quite like this... Devastation... Kyrie Eleison.

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MMT Doctor Removes Cast

People Waiting for Treatment in Jacmel--150 to Be Treated Today

Maggie Karner Discusses Clinic Situation with President Kessa

MMT Pharmacy in Action in Jacmel, Haiti


Tropical Serenity and Contradiction

Seeing the sun reflecting off of the ocean in the early morning with the sound of waves crashing against the cliff, a person can almost forget that a couple of weeks ago Haiti was struck by an earthquake that caused such a loss of life and devistation of property. At least this morning overlooking the ocean and seeing the bees collect pollen in the mimosa, Haiti appears to be a tropical paradise.

The serenity of the tropic paradise is dispelled once you travel down the plateau into Jacmel (which was not hit as hard as Port-au-Prince). Last evening, a man whose leg was amptutated came to the church seeking help for pain. Because the clinic was not yet open, he was assessed quickly, and it was determined he could wait until the morning. He was seen this morning.

On a different note, last evening while we were eating dinner, the bats were flying above our heads, eating the bugs. Generally speaking, I like creatures, such as lizards, etc., that eat pests. However, Jake Fiene quipped, "Bats are just like flying mice." Just as he said that I noticed a dropping on my plate. Now I'm not an expert on guano, but it sure looked like a mouse dropping. Flying mice, indeed.