I loved the people we lived among so much! There is a saying in Patoi which is the dialect of English that they speak there. It's "wah fu mi, ah fu yuh" it means what's mine is yours and they totally live up to it! They are the most friendly, giving, easy going people I've ever met. 
I should have put this picture in the last post probably. Most people have running water in their houses but you can't drink it. There are spigots set up in a few places that you have to go to to get water. You take a bunch of these white jugs or whatever container you have and fill them up with water to cook, drink and wash dishes with.
Peter our host with his father Evelyn, his son Rich and his grandson Donte. 4 generations!
Moya. She is the receptionist at the clinic and lives in the community
This little guy just wanted me to keep taking his picture so he could look at it!
Mitsy, our Jamaican Mama. She cooked all our meals and cleaned our little apartment
This is a missionary family from Virginia who are living and teaching at the School for the Deaf in the community, Rodney, Eve (who's not in the picture) their son Micah and daughter Maya. The little boy on the right is Javel who is living with them till he is adopted.
This is Romario, everyone calls him Puts. This is the kid everyone wanted to pack up in their suitcase and bring home with them.
We played football with a group of Canadian kids who came down to do some service work in the community. More about them later. Jamaica vs. Canada. Sadly Jamaica lost...
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