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| Mario and his picture of the Garden of Eden |
Hows it going? I can't believe it has been 2 months since we got here. Crazy!
This has been a great week in the ministry. We meet 3 new deaf on Wednesday and 1 today. Today, it was by accident. We knew a deaf woman lived over in this area. We thought we were on the right street, so we asked a passing man if there was anyone deaf that lived on this street. Turns out his brother is deaf and blind. We went over and meet him. He is in his 30's or 40's. He went blind two years ago because of diabetes. Talk about feeling unequipped. How do you teach someone who is blind and deaf? Okay, actually he is hard of hearing. If you talk really loud he can hear you, if you're Guyanese. But over time its only going to deteriorate more. We struggle with how to teach seeing deaf individuals sign language. Where do we even start? I felt bad for the man, just sitting there in a chair. His sister-in-law would shake him to get his attention. He has no idea what she wants. Jaide puts her hand in his and he reacts in shock. "Who is that?", he asks in fear. He feels her hand again, then reachs out and feels Jaide's head. A smile comes over his face and he says, " a girl. How old are you?" Jaide shouts back, "27." Next she has him feel her wedding ring, meet me and feel my wedding ring. We don't want him getting any ideas. Then we demonstrated how to tactile sign in his hands. We will see what happens with him. All our Bible students are doing really good. We have almost learned the best way to teach each of them. They all vary in abilities to sign, communicate and understand. But, they all are making good progress.
Last Sunday, we went to Guy Expo 2010. No it is not an expo to meet single men. Its like Guyana's state fair. People selling their goods, loud music, food and tons of people. We went with a group of Jehovah's Witnesses. I will be honest, Jaide and I were hoping for some delicious food. Maybe something from another country. Well, there wasn't too many food stands from other countries, unless you count Pizza Hut as Italian. I did get some good sweet and sour chicken fried rice. One thing we have learned about Guyanese culture is that personal space doesn't mean that much. If you are trying to get through a crowd, you are going to have people all up in your business. Pushing, shoving and staring. Some people push ahead of you even if there is nowhere to go. It was a late night, we didn't get back from Georgetown until after midnight. That made for a really early morning. You see our neighbors are up around 4 am, cooking and bathing. It wouldn't be so bad if the man next door didn't have a chronic phlegm condition that he tries to clear up every morning. Hacking and spiting in the wee morning light. Ah. Stop smoking!
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| Lunch at Kevin's Cane Juice stand |
Love,
G&J
