Such a princess

So today, Samuel, the manager here (who is from Haiti) decided to help me doctor my burn. He was very excited about this and kept calling himself a doctor, until he had to avert his eyes because the blister was so gross. Then he called himself a bad doctor. But it's looking better. I think.
At CHOAIDS Reshudsun ( the little one, and I will have to work on my spelling) got a bath, which is much different in Haiti than it is for kids in the states. He was placed in a bucket, had water poured over his head, and then was scrubbed all over with a bar of soap. Face an all. He just held his breath as they rinsed him off and took him upstairs for his nap. He woke up crying so I went upstairs and scooped him up. I think his tummy hurt because I started rubbing his tummy and he fell right back to sleep. Then we took a little nap together.
When the other kids got home I worked with Obenz (7 year old) with his reading again, and Valencina (10) with her writing and reading.
Everyone takes great pleasure in attempting to pronounce my name. "See-dee".
Today one of the little boys asked me if I was a princess. I kind of feel like one, the way everyone kisses my cheek, and brings me delicious food. I've had to start insisting that I do chores for them. So today I ground garlic with a mortar and pestle, and learned how to wash clothes by hand.
Johanne is teaching me creole, and I am teaching her English. Mainly we just laugh at each other for how bad we pronounce things.
When I left today we were in the midst of taking the kids' weight.
Some of the other people in the hostel are doing pretty interesting projects. One group is building a bridge to go over a garbage trench in the slum. Another is making a series of short films about Haiti.
I feel really happy despite the fact that I'm covered in bug bites, and constantly sweaty. I mean, what did I expect?
Still phoneless.
Ah well.
I'll think of about a million things I forgot to say once I save this.