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Educating Haiti
There is a man with a dream to help educate his people. He believes that only through education, will his country, the poorest in the western hemisphere, be able to crawl out of poverty.
This is Moise Aspervil (the man on the left). He comes from a city of 15,000 on the south east side of Haiti called Jacmel. Jacmel is a beautiful city with only 2 technical schools (a school that teaches practical skills like electronics, refrigeration, computer science, etc). One of these schools belongs to Moise.
Twenty years ago, his school (called Centre d’Etudes les Gentils et les Mormons de Jacmel – The center of Studies for Gentiles and Mormons in Jacmel) was an elementary school. Today, Moise offers classes in electronics, refrigeration, electrician studies, bus driving, computer skills and repair, and English. Most students of his students will graduate with useful, employable skills in less than 20 months.
But during the earthquake in February, most of Haiti was destroyed, especially areas in and around Port-au-Prince and Jacmel. Through what can only be called a miracle, Moise’ family was safe. You see, usually Moise’ three year old daughter sleeps in her own bed. But the night before the earthquake she simply insisted that she sleep with her parents. Imagine their shock when they awoke with the shaking earth and watched the wall and roof over where she slept cave in, raining down large pieces of cement on her bed.
In Jacmel, most buildings were damaged or destroyed. Moise’ school remains standing, but has suffered severe damage, preventing him from re-opening his school. The engineers tell him that it will cost $16,000 USD to repair the building, plus Moise needs a $1500 generator to compensate for the ever-failing electricity in Haiti. There’s no way he can possibly do all this on his own.
This is where we can help.
Donate what you can.
Re-open a school.
Educate a nation.
I wish I'd have found this a couple of years ago so I could have used it as a 5th Sunday lesson. There were a few families in my ward that could have used the concept.



Lisa took the girls to a birthday party hosted at a local gymnastics gymnasium. She said they had a great time going down this long trampoline time and time again.
Sorry, no pictures of us washing our cars. But we did vacuum out the van. I have since banned Fruit Loops and pencils from being consumed in the vehicle.
Work has picked up for Brant and me. The thought came to me today that landscaping is a lot like agriculture. Winters are slow and you wonder if you'll ever have work again. But then the sun comes out and along with it landscaping contracts. Dad, we shouldn't starve for at least a couple more months. I said a prayer of thanks after signing a good contract this last Thursday.
The primary asked me to play the role of King Benjamin this upcoming Saturday. Any good ideas on how to build a 30' tower in the cultural hall? Well, it doesn't have to be that tall, but I do need to build a tower. Should I use poles, ladders, pallets, boxes, scaffolding, banquet tables?
Aimee's favorite song is "Fireflies." After listening to it a million times, she came up with this dance. I think she gets it from her dad.
Brant
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

