June 13, 2017 Madagascar
Constructing constructive relationships
With construction noise above me, reminding me of my time from 12 to 50 years of age, building things one way or another, I thought I would find out what was happening on the construction site above me. It was a sight to see, a combination of old brooms to laser technology. Workmen, working just as I had in years past.
Not used to having guests on the job site, they inquired of me in Malagasy, I responded in French, which fell on death ears. Pulling out my cell phone, I shared with them in Malagasy of my experience with this line of work. Fists came out, forfist bumps, and I found myself working side by side with skilled men of labor as I had done in the past.
I will be back on Thursday and again two weeks later, I hope I do well enough they will have work for me again.
