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TESTIMONIALS
Carolyn
says, “It’s really wonderful to experience how the angels work with each
person. It has been a real joy to watch people’s lives shift so much.”
MY ANGEL HARP - JUST ONE MIRACULOUS TALE
Dear Carolyn,
My name is Carolyn L and I purchased one of your harps a few years
ago. I was telling a fellow teacher a story about my harp today and it
dawned on me that you would understand and appreciate the story more
than anyone I could think of.
Two years ago I was stressed with my inability to find a job and the
pressures of meeting my financial obligations. I placed my name with a
teachers' placement bureau and was contacted regarding a French teaching
position in Morocco. I was interviewed in French repeatedly, offered the
job and soon found myself teaching in Marrakesh. Although, I had taught
and lived abroad previously, nothing could have prepared me for my first
pay day in Morocco. I was paid in Moroccan dirham/cash and took the cash
to the Western Union in Marrakesh. I had verified before accepting the
position that a Western Union was available. But as I quickly learned on
entering the Western Union in Morocco " Madame there are no outbound
transactions. It is illegal. You may send money in to Morocco but it is
a criminal offense for Western Union to assist you in sending it out.
Further you may not walk out of the country with more than the
equivalent of $200.00 in Moroccan Dirham..
I was horrified, frightened and sickened. Images of my dog back in
Florida, the mortgage, Florida Power and Light Bills on and on hit my
system. I felt so violated by the business manager of the school who had
assured me of the school's financial dependability. Multiple promises
were made to rectify the situation, Yet by December I had to accept the
fact that the only way out of the situation was to get on a plane and
swallow the loss.
I was ill prepared for the surprise that awaited me at the airport in
Marrakesh. A customs official looked at my passport for an unduly long
time. He noted my August date of arrival, the addition of a work permit
and the absence of the legally required monthly stamps by the " police
des etrangers" or foreign police. I said the schools business manager
was in charge of our documents and the customs official replied. " I
don't see him here. I see only you. You alone are responsible for your
documents. You are here illegally. You are working illegally. You can't
board the plane."
Carolyn, before I left my Moroccan apartment I had to make a choice
whether to carry my harp or my briefcase containing my original college
degrees, references etc. I chose to carry the angel harp. Thank heavens
I did. Fortunately, another customs official appeared and asked me to
open my harp case. I did. He said it's a harp in Moroccan Arabic. He
then asked me to play. I did. He smiled and then sought out another
customs officer. I was then requested to play for both of them. I did.
What ensued thereafter was miraculous. The last two officers pleaded
with the first officer to let me board the plane. There was much
disagreement. I speak fluent French but not Moroccan Arabic so I had to
depend on body language mostly eye language to comprehend much of the
dialog. Finally, the first official, the one who had refused to let me
board the flight, looked me directly in the eyes and said in French" If
you come back to Morocco you will go to jail. You will be liable to work
off all monies that you earned from August to December. You will equally
be liable to a significant fine."
I boarded the flight for Casablanca holding close to my harp and
sweating from every pore in my being. At Casablanca the discrepancy was
noted once again. That is, I had been in the country since August, had a
work permit but no monthly stamps from the foreign police. I was in
violation of the law.
Thankfully, eyes passed from my passport to the harp case. I was asked
to open it, identify what was in it and lastly to play it. I did.
Amazingly the official told me to go to the " African Room". He pointed
to one side and I feared that I was being held once again.
Another customs official pointed me through the scanning area to the
waiting room beyond. I proceeded. I then sat down. No sooner had I sat
down and taken a deep breath but the same official gestured for me to
get up and he redirected me to a special sitting area. It was akin to
those special seating areas we have in American airports with very
comfortable chairs set in a separate area. I was told to play the harp
until my flight departed. My audience included dignitaries and
businessmen heading to JFK, the United Nations and beyond. My playing
was well received and highly praised.
A long flight later I was greeted at JFK by a fellow teacher who had
escaped one month earlier. I spent the night at her home and flew back
to my home in Florida the next morning.
Thank you for my harp. There is so much more to her tale.
I'd be grateful if you could suggest someone within 100 miles of
Sarasota, Florida (34239) to help me replace a broken string and tune
her. She's got much more to do.
Carolyn L
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