Yesterday, the Philippino staff from Mercy Maternity took all the new students to see some sites around Davao, sampling Philippino food along the way. It was an amazing time to get to know the people who will be teaching us.
The woman in blue is Ate Susan, one of my supervisors. She has a great sense of humor--I think I'm going to love working with her.
They fed us durian, the stinkiest fruit I've ever eaten. It tastes like rotten banana pudding with garlic.
They also fed us balut (a duck egg that has been incubated for 16-21 days). It wasn't too bad...as long as you can get past the feathers. Definitely better than durian.
They took us to a place in the city where we will be doing home visits. This was more sobering. The houses are built on stilts and are packed together. There is a layer of sewage and garbage underneath all them. How do I describe the poverty, sadness, stench, and despair of the poor in this country?
How do I explain how excited a pastor can be about his new church ...and the church is one room with no chairs . . . but the pastor doesn't mind because he's too excited about the baptism they just had and how the Lord is working in their church?
How do I describe moms trying to deliver their baby in a one room home which has 10 or more other people living in it and has holes in the walls?
And how do I describe having 50 kids surrounding you...all of them basically living in sewage...who think the greatest thing in the world is for you to take their picture so they can see themselves on the screen of your camera?
It all leaves me grasping for words...