For this Blog Post, we have to thank M., who spent the summer in Haiti, teaching French and English. Funnily enough, she told me how she would have to fly in a small plane to the village in which she would stay, and the last thing I thought she (or anyone, for that matter) would pack would be nail polish. Imagine my surprise, when M. came back and told me she had to share her experience with the kids and it was nail polish related!
This summer I escaped my life as a student in Vienna and spent a month in Pignon, Haiti. Pignon is a lovely little village in North West Haiti. The pastor’s family welcomed me into their house while I was teaching at a summer camp in the Catholic school. I tought about 85 students French and English – they ranged from the age of 6 to 25, so those were very mixed classes!
When everybody got used to my white skin and blond hair, the girls noticed my polished nails, and were obsessed with them. It was the first time they’ve seen colored nails! The day before the big graduation party of the camp, I decided to ditch declination and conjugation and paint the girl’s nails instead! They were super excited, and I was excited that the nun allowed it!
Of course I didn’t completely give up on the education factor, for I talked to the girls in English and French, so we could work on their vocabulary. Of course, at the end of the day, they all knew the word “nail polish” and most of the color shades I brought with me.
All in all I have to admit that I didn’t think this would be such a fun thing to do. Everyone got excited about something so small and I was very happy to be part of a real fun afternoon!
Thank you, M., for sharing your experience with us! Isn’t it nice to make someone happy with “little things”?