Hi everyone,
We did our best to pass another day before we can come home to everyone - especially Gabe. We went to Mass this morning at St. Joseph's with our new friends, Jennifer, Craig, and their new daughter, Annie. We went earlier this week and found ourselves at the Vietnamese Mass. Although we understood nothing, it was still a beautiful service. The singing was amazing, and Lulu really liked it. It was also nice to see a "packed house," with standing room only. Its amazing to see your faith practiced so fully half way around the world.
We took a "handy craft" tour in the afternoon, that turned out not to be that "crafty." We did get to see how silk is made - if you like silk, don't ever do this! It's a very primitive industrial job, with huge mechanical looms that are oppressively loud. I felt so horrible for the lady working these six looms in a small dark room. It is obvious that they work very long days, and make "up to" 70,000 Dong per day (about $4.38 U.S.). But that is nothing compared to the dying of the silk - which is an
egregiously hot process involving many men and big spools of
fabric dipped into boiling dye bins. Again, 12-14 hour days. These are also considered "very good jobs" because of the pay. I am very glad Lulu is coming home with us!
We also got an opportunity to go out into the countryside and see some Pagodas and local villages. It was very interesting, as we explored one Pagoda that was carved inside a cave with 108 rooms! During the wars Ho Chi
Minh stayed in this cave and plotted war strategies. They even moved the TV station into the cave to broadcast for a year during the war with the French. Very interesting.
The country folk are also more colorful. The older women almost all engaged in "teeth dying" as a symbol of wealth, status, and attractiveness. Here's the kicker though - they died their teeth black! Not exactly a traditional beauty mark, but Lulu loved them! They sang to her and she thought they were great. We did run into the first instances where we don't think the local people were excited about us adopting the children and taking them to America. Either through a loss in translation, or an overly nice tour guide, they just made us promise to "take care of their babies." It was heartening in that at one temple in the country the old ladies actually took in a small orphan girl and were raising her in the temple - she was about 2 years old. Of course, they also asked to keep Lulu too - but we declined!
The heat is simply oppressive, and actually takes your breath away at times. The babies just mostly sleep when they are out in the heat. It is an interesting country with a long, rich history. We admire the Vietnamese people on so many levels. They are strong, brave, and definitely survivors. They have fought the French, the Japanese, the French again, and then us. Yet no one has treated us with any
animosity.
They work so very hard, everyday of the week, for long hours and little pay - yet at the beginning and the ending of each day most families take to the neighborhood streets to share a bowl of
pho and chat. It is a very social country.
The bravery to drive a car, let alone a motor bike, here proves they are a courageous lot. We hope our daughter carries these traits, and we will do our best to develop them in her new country. Life is hard here, but hearts are light and life is full - we truly want to take that mentality home with us not only for Lulu, but Gabe too.
We expect to hear when our 2
nd Embassy interview is tomorrow- so we'll keep you updated.
Love,
Joni, Aaron, & Lulu