The Compass: Official Newspaper of the Catholic Diocese of Green Bay
Click for past issues online

October 27, 2000 Issue
Local News

Hospitality marks Dominican culture

People are friendly, enthusiastic and have a good sense of humor

By Tony Staley
Compass Editor

ELIAS PIÑA, Dominican Republic - A week in the Dominican Republic - or anywhere else for that matter - certainly doesn't make anyone an expert.

That's particularly true when one doesn't speak the language and must depend on translators, a few basic words, hand signs and intuition to get along.

But that said, we did pick up some impressions of the people in Elias Piña, where the Green Bay Diocese has had a mission parish for more than 30 years.

The first thing we noticed is how out-going and friendly the people are. Walking down the street - we easily walked three miles a day - everyone we met said Buenos dias (Good morning),Buenas tardes (Good afternoon), Buenas noches (Good evening) or, as we usually heard at night, Adios. Even that Buenos dias often was shortened to Bueno, the rest being understood.

When we weren't exchanging greetings, we had plenty of opportunities to watch the Dominicans at other activities. In church, they were devout and active worshipers - singing, clapping and enthusiastically exchanging the sign of peace with friends and American strangers. At one Mass, a man shook my hand and said, "Welcome to my country." And when Fr. Mike Seis, the pastor and an Antigo native, introduced us, they always applauded.

Away from church, they are equally gracious. Our group included five young women - all had either just finished their junior or senior year in high school. They often talked about how impressed they were by the generosity of people who had few material possessions. One told how she had complimented someone her age about some jewelry and the young woman started to take it off to give to her as a present.

It was hard, especially at first, to know who lived where because neighbors casually wandered from one house to another. Because the houses were hot, people often sat out in front talking. We spent one night entertaining each other, bridging the language gap with the universal language of song and laughter.

Another night, two young boys occupied themselves for a half-hour or more by rolling a marble back and forth on the floor. Blowing bubbles is another way to delight them, as is playing dodge ball.

The Dominicans also seemed to have a good sense of humor, judging by how they enjoyed bantering and laughing with Fr. Seis. The parish cook, Elvira - at whose house we stayed - often joked with him. Fr. Seis' girth is often a target of their mirth. He tells of how, when he returns from home visits to Wisconsin, the women on the staff measure him to see how much he gained on the trip.

After a Mass in a campo, the rural settlements he serves, the people were asked what a difference having Fr. Seis made to them. They pointed to the white sheet along the end of their open-air church and said that since he arrived, they didn't have to have as large a sheet to block the sun.

As guests, we held the place of honor and never ate with the family. Instead, we ate first, unless we were out extra late. One night, we looked at the two plates of food that our family would share after we finished. Their meal for four was less than what they put out for the two of us - not surprising in a country where hunger is a daily reality.

But despite the poverty apparent in meager meals, modest housing (barely larger than a two-car garage for families of six or more), substandard plumbing (while some houses have flush toilets, many have outhouses and most depend on dipping water from a container for baths), the uncertainty of electricity (it can go out for hours or days at a time), the unsanitary water (even then, the supply is unreliable), the Dominicans seem to make the most of life.

Their closets aren't bursting with clothes, but the clothes they have are clean - thanks to bleach and plenty of scrubbing. Even though there are many fields and dirt roads and chickens living indoors, the floors are clean, thanks to daily sweeping.

And it's not that they aren't aware of how people in the U.S. live - most people have color TV - even cable. It's just that they accept and enjoy what they have, rather than fixate on what they don't have.

Which isn't to say that Elias Piña is the Garden of Eden. No place where hunger and disease are common can be called Eden. Nor are its people "noble savages." They have their disagreements and their mistrust of foreigners - in this case, Haitians, even though most of them have some Haitian ancestry. Plus one gets the sense that they would not be immune to our consumerism and materialism, given the chance.

Still, one comes away awed by the Dominicans and wishing that humanity could find a way to combine our material comfort with their welcoming hospitality.

Perhaps we could put the formula for that in a bundle on the back of the camel that successfully passes through the eye of a needle.

This issue's contents | Most recent issue's contents | Past issues index

Top of Page | More Menu Items | Home

© Catholic Diocese of Green Bay
1825 Riverside Drive | P.O. Box 23825 | Green Bay, WI 54305-3825
Phone: 920-437-7531 | Fax: 920-437-0694 | E-Mail: [email protected]