boards and closets built for Mary (our house isn't
completely furnished yet), and it takes quite a bit
of Mary's time to do the cooking. If we can work
it into our budget, I think we're going to have to get
a cook at least for a while, so that we'll have more
time for language study. I don't know just how we
will find time for a Bible school when we start one
(in the fall, I hope), but I guess we'll just have to
neglect other duties because a Bible school is the
most important thing for our field right now.
 One of the biggest difficulties with everything in
Haiti is that everything goes so slow. You can't just
order something and expect to have it delivered;
you can't just hire someone and expect him to do the
job; you can't just go to an office to see someone and
expect to see him the first time you go or get any
satisfaction if you do see him-you have to go back
over and over again and seemingly get nothing done;
you have to keep tab on everything yourself and
see to it that it gets done. It seems like we are always
in a morass of unfinished projects and business.
 This morning we went to a little village called
Riviere Froide ("cold river") named after the stream
that runs by it. It isn't far from town (probably not
more than 5 miles), but we had never been there.
It is a very picturesque and typical Haitian com-
munity. All up and down the river the women were
washing clothes. There were little "shops" along
the way, and every once in a while a little "market"
where several peasant women had gathered with
their produce for sale. We were happy to come across
a group making the "cassave" cakes (sort of a cross
between a tortilla and a shredded wheat biscuit); one
woman was rubbing the flour (made from a vegetable
root) through a basket which acted as a sieve, and
a man was putting them on a piece of tin which
served as a grill over a fire forming the round cakes
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