Leaving Kingston, we drove up Beverly Hills to get a view of the harbor of the capital city of Jamaica. We drove through the city observing many government buildings. As we drove along the harbor, we learned about the Free Zone. Goods are brought here and manufactured, providing employment for Jamaicans, before being shipped back to the country of origin. Many Habitat for Humanity homeowners in Majesty Gardens worked in the Free Zone.
In Mandeville we visited the Caribbean Christian Centre for the Deaf. We learned that deafness in Jamaica is diminishing. The cause historically was inter-marrying, meningitis and other diseases. This school, started by a Canadian, is interdenominational and serves all of Jamaica and some other Caribbean countries. It also is a trade school, assisting students to find employment.
At Mud Lake we learned about the bauxite industry. This industry historically was one of the largest employers in Manchester and the huge homes in Mandeville are witnesses to this. The plants are now dormant due to the low price of aluminum worldwide. There is speculation that one plant may be in the process of reopening.
Yesterday as we left Mandeville, we entered the parish of St. Elizabeth. Our first stop was Maranatha School for the Deaf, a program of the Jamaica Mennonite Church. Betsy Waldo has a 99-year-old friend in Pa. who many years ago volunteered to help construct the deaf church here. Precious, the principal, remembered Eber Burkholder. Betsy will take back her greetings. Marilyn Ferguson left some school supplies on behalf of the group. Precious reminded the group that the children need sponsors to cover the costs since many parents cannot afford to pay. Many sponsors come from the Virginia Mennonite Conference.
Our next stop was Malvern Chase in St. Elizabeth. This is the area were Ruth Burkholder’s grandfather was born as a son of a Plymouth Brethren missionary. Along the way we continued to ask the locals for directions.
We were directed to talk to Miss Beverly, the widow of a Plymouth Brethren pastor. Miss Beverly came on the bus and went with us to the current site of the congregation. She showed us the site where she is confidant Ruth’s great-grandfather would have preached, perhaps under a tree, “just around the corner.” We stopped and took photos. We were impressed that the gospel had been preached and an active faith community continues after more than 150 years.
We arrived at the Negril Tree House Resort in time to enjoy the beautiful beach and warm Caribbean Sea. The sunset was magnificent.
Today is a slower day with opportunity to unwind and relax and to sit quietly and reflect on all that we have experienced. We took a tour of Negril. At the lighthouse we had a tour and several climbed to the top. We saw the most westerly point of Jamaica.
Glenn, a 35-year-old Jamaican, showed us his sports skills by jumping 29 feet from the top of the cliff into the water. He said he has been doing this for 22 years. He collected many $1.00 tips after two jumps into the water.
Betsy was pleased to meet a friend from Pennsylvania, a Peace Corps worker who is taking a course in Negril.
Tomorrow we have to say goodbye to this wonderful country and our friend and driver-guide, Audley. We will go home with many wonderful memories. We will want to come again.
~ Wilmer Martin