copyright the Chronicle December 2, 2015
This article is part one in a series.
by Nathalie Gagnon-Joseph
The smell of charcoal cook fires, the feel of hot and heavy air, the sound of roosters crowing, the taste of fresh passion fruit juice …. Since the age of six, that’s what Haiti has been to me.
Haiti is a small mountainous country in the Caribbean that shares an island with the Dominican Republic.
If we were to play a word association game, the famous earthquake in 2010, or poverty, might spring to mind when one thinks of Haiti. Those were, and are, problems, but there’s more to see.
For a long time, my father wouldn’t bring me to his native country because of political instability. I returned for the first time in 2011, and my dad took my brothers and me on… To read the rest of this article, and all the Chronicle‘s stories, subscribe:
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