Wrestling.

We’d been cleaning his wounds for nearly a week.  A terrible burn on his heel that was nearly to the bone, infected and dirty.  Him and his brother were all students in my school so I knew a lot about him, but not everything.   One day he showed up with a beautiful young girl,Continue reading “Wrestling.”

Child Slavery in Haiti…

I was recently given the opportunity to write a piece on child slavery in Haiti for an online magazine called SheLoves…   “Megan! Megan! Come, see! Someone is here for you!” I heard my neighbor yelling from the front gate. As I tried to see who it was through the downpour and the dark, I decided toContinue reading “Child Slavery in Haiti…”

Freedom Reigns in this place.

The longer I am here, the more I realize, no matter how well I know Creole, no matter how many people I know in Gressier, no matter how many people call me “White Haitian” (and treat me as an equal) and no matter how well I “integrate” into this community…it always falls back to theContinue reading “Freedom Reigns in this place.”

The Real World.

I peaked over his shoulder as he flipped through the book slowly, my heart sunk deeper and deeper into my stomach with each page he turned.  I KNEW the truth of this  situation.  I KNEW the background of my children here, but for some reason seeing it on paper made it more real.  IT MadeContinue reading “The Real World.”