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November 23, 1990

23 November

Last week a group of friends climbed Morn Diablotin (17 Nov). I caught a transport to the road leading to the trail. I joined Kim, Micki, Jay, Art, Junior, and Erikson in Kim’s truck when they reached me. We got off to a late start. We hit the trail around 10:00 o’clock. The rain threatened to cancel the trip, but it held off.

We initially had trouble following the trail, but decided that the ribbons on the trees meant that we were on the right path. It was muddy, but we were careful and enjoyed the scenery, the trees; plants, and views of Portsmouth. As we neared the top the clouds prevented us from seeing the bottom. It also became more difficult.

We had to take climbs up steep portions, climb rocks and pull ourselves up by rotting tree limbs, and crawl practically under fallen trees. I was starting to feel like I had gone far enough. We reached the top. I followed along primarily not to be separated. 

On the way down it became difficult not to get dirty.We were in a sober state of silliness and began to enjoy the mud. We reached the bottom with mud holding firmly to us. I tried to scrub some off with a rock. We finished an hour before sundown. I began to walk back to Portsmouth and caught a ride just before sundown.

When I got home, I cleaned myself and soaked my clothes. I ate and fell asleep. 

The next day (18 Nov) was Harvest Sunday and the cantata. The church was full, decorated, and the singing was the best it has ever been. The minister talked about stewardship and convinced me to tithe the blessings God has given to me.

Wednesday night (21 Nov) after Murphy dropped me off from Bible Study I realized that I locked myself out due to a rush to run back in to get my wallet before leaving. I had to walk to Brad’s in the dark to get a key and flashlight. I got home at ten and went to bed at eleven.

I wished I could have gotten more sleep, but a flying creature woke me up at 3:30 to scare me and kept me from going to the bathroom. It was occasionally flying and banging into the wall.

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United States

April 1990

From the Trainee workbook for Peace Corps.
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United States

April 1990

Another page from the Peace Corps Trainee Workbook showing my personal values and my estimate of American Values.
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United States

April 1990

One of the pages that I completed in my trainee workbook
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April 1990

The pre-Peace Corps workbook
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Dominica

November 18, 1990

Bulletin from the Portsmouth Methodist Church in Dominica
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Dominica

November 18, 1990

The bulletin for the Methodist Church service in Portsmouth, Dominica
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United States

July 8, 1990

My checklist for Peace Corps
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Dominica

November 15, 1990

15 November

Yesterday no one showed up for Maths help. This was okay because it allowed me to correct papers and listen to Mr. James. He was telling me about all types of people. I didn’t really find his talk too interesting, but I listened as he seemed interested in sharing the information.

I attended Bible Study, too. The facilitator was not too sharp. She didn’t really have the skills to get the point across. However, I think the Lord blessed us and helped us to understand.

This morning I continued praying in the lotus position. I started a few days ago because it sounded as if kneeling was starting to take a toll on my knees. The lotus is not much easier, but it isn’t damaging either.

After a nap and a visit from Brad I swept and mopped the floors in my room and the kitchen. Last week I didn’t but that was partly due to my night out to celebrate.

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Dominica

November 13, 1990

13 November

I went to church service Sunday night. Reverend Riley gave a very short service. Murphy gave me a ride home.

Yesterday I received a letter from David Matheny. He agreed to let me stay with him after ETR, but he also said he was going to Jamaica after ETR. I rushed off a letter to him to see if there was any chance for me to stay in Antigua. I could just bum around, stay with other volunteers, or run up my charge card with hotel bills. I may cut my stay back to December 24, but if I can stay with him a few days I may stay as long as I originally planned, until December 27.

I mailed that letter today after lunch and then went back to school for my afternoon maths class. Before class I called J&R Music. Maryann brought a letter from Roseau from my father. It contained my Universal and Discover Card statements. There was a credit on Discover and Dad said I didn’t have to send him anything for the AT&T bill. So I though I would [call] J&R to make the order. It took two calls because I forgot to write down the catalog number for Rubiyat. I had them sent to Ann Marie. I’ve already told her to forward them here when they arrive at her house. I ordered “Journeyman” for Brad.

About ten students showed up for maths help. I think we cleared up most of the questions about sets. We stopped by 3:30. Caren, at the end of the class, said she dreamed about me Monday night. I laughed and didn’t pursue it any further. 

Before I went to the staff room to finish typing the test, I noticed a large number of students running around the school. They were serving detention and the teacher gets to punish them in various ways.

I got home to iron, make flavor-aid, and “open the clothes” since Rosemary was too busy. I am happy to have her wash my clothes but sometimes its a burden, too.