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Comment on Mission Impossible: Putting an End to the Naked Doll Syndrome by Edna Wallace

Edna Wallace — Thu, 22 Apr 2010 21:30:02 +0000

Thank you.

Comment on Mission Impossible: Putting an End to the Naked Doll Syndrome by Burton Haynes

Burton Haynes — Tue, 20 Apr 2010 07:10:01 +0000

Your post was very interesting. I really enjoy reading such quality blogs.. I will be sure to read more.

Comment on You Say the Nicest Things by Terri

Terri — Thu, 08 Apr 2010 14:21:33 +0000

Yes, now you see why I love doing what I do. They ARE some of the “nicest people on the planet.” It is a daily dose of pleasure to be surrounded by people who support families.

Comment on Mission Impossible: Putting an End to the Naked Doll Syndrome by Kathy

Kathy — Fri, 19 Mar 2010 15:24:54 +0000

This perfectly describes my classroom on any given day!

Comment on A Heart For Haiti by Edna Wallace

Edna Wallace — Tue, 16 Mar 2010 22:20:08 +0000

Great. I’ll be sharing what i know about Haiti relief as I learn more.

Comment on Halloween Safety Tips for All Ages by Edna Wallace

Edna Wallace — Tue, 16 Mar 2010 22:18:05 +0000

Thanks Christian. I’m glad you found the information helpful.

Comment on Halloween Safety Tips for All Ages by Christian Martinez

Christian Martinez — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 06:45:48 +0000

Proficient blog! I’ll probably be mentioning some of this information in my next assignment.

Comment on A Heart For Haiti by Edna Wallace

Edna Wallace — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 18:31:40 +0000

Thank you.

Comment on A Heart For Haiti by Asa Vallimont

Asa Vallimont — Wed, 17 Feb 2010 02:29:14 +0000

I’ll return again, and I’m also subscribing to your feed, thanx.

Comment on A Heart For Haiti by Edna Wallace

Edna Wallace — Tue, 02 Feb 2010 21:36:22 +0000

Sorry i couldn’t get back to you right away. We stayed in a compound of small one-story units. It was clean but bare-bones. It had a huge wall around it with broken bottles on top and a huge gate that let cars in and out. It had cement floors and a shower that worked some of the time. The electricity was the same way––periodically it would just go out and there would be no more reading or seeing the hand in front of your face for the rest of the evening! There was a small pool in the middle of the units and also a meeting room and a kitchen where we took most of our meals. We were told the compound was used as a respite for missionaries especially those coming to Port-Au-Prince from the rural areas of Haiti. The sounds at night were unfamiliar and took some getting used to. We could hear drums in the distance and chinking all during the night. Just outside our compound was an older man sitting on a pile of rocks––he was simply turning the rocks into gravel.