|School children watch as the midwife listens to a baby's heartbeat.|
I love the drive along the sea and up into the mountains of LaGonave. I study the soil and how many domesticated animals people have. I notice if children are in school or walking along the roads. I notice the location of the central market and how far it is form the village we are visiting. Was World Vision once serving the community and is there now a hole in past services? I notice these things as we pull into a lovely cluster of school and well and church. It flat and the soil is a rich, dark color with well tended crops. The churches large and all the buildings are well cared for. This village has a strong partnership back in the United States and so perhaps this is the result of long term care and support.
The ajan sante greets us. There is no sign of the matrons and I wonder why. We set up the church, pulling a series of shower curtains on a rope across the church. They are sue to mobile clinics and know what to do. This is not true in our next site. But it is always the same process sod setting up and turning any available site into a clinic while women sit on steps or under trees.