Most of the students were so tuned in during this class that I expect to see a lot of A's and B's on the written examination. I hope to conserve the red ink in my correcting pen (although I do not think red marks on paper damage their fragile souls).
Since this is my last post from Haiti for this year I am reviewing the highlights of the trip. As much as I am longing for home I still have some great joys here.
- I like it when I sit in my room with the door open (a lot of the time) and guys stop in just to chat (and I jokingly say "Je ne parle pas Francais!").
- I like it when engaged students ask such good questions that I know they "get it."
- I like it when my teaching brings me to re-visit my own sins and weaknesses as I tell the guys that the best disciple-maker is himself a disciple.
- I like it when men ask to speak with me in private through a translator about personal struggles brought to light by the teaching here.
- I like it when men who respect me as a teacher can still consider me their friend.