Saturday, May 18, 2013
Friday, April 26, 2013
But then, on Tuesday, April 23rd 2013 at approximately 3:07pm, I heard Flaviette calling my name. She took her 8 month pregnant belly to my door and when I opened it, she showed me the phone in her hand as she said “IT’S MARZETTE!” My beloved feisty little friend was ON THE PHONE!!! We only talked briefly because it’s expensive to call Madagascar from Kuwait. But she kept saying she was very good and that her employer was nice. Of course she also said “Saraha love you mean it and love you long time!” After the quick conversation, Flaviette and I burst into laughter and clapping as if we had just seen a hilarious Broadway show! We were ecstatic! Flaviette said something like “the prayer is good!” which I think means that she’s been praying for this and finally her prayers were answered.
I was able to save the number of Marzette’s employer and she said I can call whenever. It’ll be expensive, but I’m hoping to call every once in a while to check in. And especially on her birthday, June 15th.
And THEN on Thursday, April 25th, Flaviette told me that Solange had called her earlier that day. Solange said that her and Marzette had talked on Wednesday. (Awesome news!) Then Flaviette asked if I could go to the bank with her. "Handefa vola amin'ahy i Solange" (Solange is going to send me money). I couldn't hold back my tears! It was such a relief to be able to hear Marzette and Solange were able to talk, that Solange got in contact with Flaviette, and that she was able to send money back home! Trust me when I say, that's a HUGE DEAL!
I ask that you continue (or start) lifting up Marzette and Solange in your thoughts and prayers. I can’t imagine what it must be like for them – especially not being able to be in contact regularly with one another. But I know that there are people all over the world praying for them and especially for their safety. And I thank you, reader, for doing the same.
Love you long time!
~A very happy Saraha
|My feather coat... just kidding.|
|Lovin the bus|
|The bride Hoby and me|
|When I grow up, I want to be just like her!|
Monday, April 15, 2013
Sunday, March 3, 2013
* When I picked her up from the airport, there were people trying to help us with our luggage (in exchange for money). I spoke to them in Malagasy saying that we didn’t need their help, that we were strong and could do it ourselves, but thanked them for their effort. Stephanie was a bit taken aback by my newfound ability to (roughly) speak a different language “It’s weird for me to hear you speak a new language. It’s like you’re just making those words up…. I feel like you’re a different person.” It’s true. I know I have changed. I don’t exactly know how just yet, but I can feel it.
|Top: What a 200 ariary usually looks like. |
Bottom: What a FRESH 200 ariary looks like
|Strapping on the luggage to the bus|
|Stepanie loving on a plastic Santa|
We were REALLY excited about eating gushers (one of the gifts Steph gave me) Austin, Tanya, Stephanie, Me, and Lee.
|Snacking on nanners|
|Chillin with the ring tails|
|Dancing in the waves of the Indian Ocean!|
|Karaoke with Hannah, another YAGM volunteer|
|Loving Marzette, Solange and Flaviette |
as they say goodbye to Stephanie at the airport