I have just 3 1/2 days and 4 nights left here in Haiti. I’m half sad, half happy. I’m looking forward to see all my family and my friends again, but I will miss the life here in Haiti as well! It was a special trip and I’ve seen so many things, places, situations that I’ve never seen before in my life. I will certainly return!
What a day! I spent out the whole day traveling from one place to another. I’ve been at Fort Dimanche. It’s really a sad place. It was once a terrible torture prison. It was closed many years ago, but people still lived inside because they had nothing else. They eat mudcakes as food – it’s a mixture of mud, water, bullion and salt. .
I can’t imagine how they can eat that. I bought one, I will show it to you when I’ll come back.
There were sooo many mosquitoes at that place… My legs have now a pattern: white with red points on it. Before I go to sleep today I will count them, I think I have at least 50.
Today I’ve spent the day with a men, I met last weekend. He helps me as a guide and does it for free. He has hope in God and hopes that he will get it someday. He is a very nice man but very poor. His wife will leave him, because he doesn’t find a job. I would like to help him…
He took me to 2 orphanages and to one hospital. I saw many handicaped kids in the first orphanage, really sad… The second one was also sad. Many kids there inside, nothing to eat, many deseases. It’s not easy. Haiti needs help!! I’m often feeling bad, because the people ask me if I can help them and how. I always say, that I will try to make some people giving donations with my pictures. But I cannot promise anything. It’s a bad situation here.
Because I felt ill yesterday and still a bit today, I won’t go to the Cap Haitien. I had a headache and a soar throat (that still hurts). It’s sad, I was really excited to go there. But so, I will rather concentrate on the reportage about the streetkids. I want to participate on a competition for students from Canon, Germany and hope to win of corse
Today we’ve tried to get into the hospital again, but they didn’t want to let us enter. I wanted to see a room where all the dead children are dumped one over another. But we have to go to the administration first and they probably will also say “no”. But we will still try it.
I also tried to get into the prisons, so I went to the director of the police, they didn’t let me talk with him, so I wrote a letter, than called some days after, but because I’ve mentioned photography they don’t want me to enter.. As a reason I told them, they I’m doing a reportage about streetchildren, about their daily lives, their situation, their success and their failures. I said thats for a charity organisation and not for the press. But “no”…
I decided today that I will go to another festival of Voodoo on Tuesday. I need some change. It’s at the Cap Haitien and it’s much bigger than the last festival. I will stay there for 2 days or so.
I wanted to write a post already yesterday, but there was again no electricity in the whole evening. So I went sleeping at , what I haven’t done since some years..
Yesterday we brought Guidlande to a hospital. A German, Jan, has written me an email because he had seen the picture of Guidlande. He told me to take her to a hospital in Petionville (Part of the city
Port-au-Prince), because he knows the doctor there and that she will take care of her. So we did that and made a medical check-up. Unfortunately they cannot do much for her. The expired injection that she got with 10 years went into her brain and destroyed a lot. She cannot move many of her muscles, they are simply stuck. But the doctors from the hospital will try to make their best that she will learn again the basic movements. With physiotherapy they will also try to make her walk again. But they can’t promise anything. I’m glad: It’s the first time that I could help a person because of my photography!Yesterday afternoon we thought we could do something good for us too and went to a hotel swimming. We tried to get into it, pretending we were guests, but it didn’t work. So we had to pay… But it was worth it. We had fun! And I didn’t talk about the morning from yesterday. I got up at to go with mike to take pictures of the sleeping street kids. But I think it was already too late, there aren’t a lot on the streets anymore. I will try it again next week..
The timepasses by so fast… There are just 12 days left.
Today I’ve been again in Cité Soleil. Before we went there we bought some toys, candys and food for the children. So we gave it to the women and her kids in the hospital. There were so happy and there faces beamed with joy. Afterwards we walked through the streets and gave clothes that I brought with me from Belgium to them. There are so many nacked children, because their parents have no money to buy them clothes. This is really hard live in Cité Soleil. The people life in little little “houses” to 8-10 persons. On every corner the people are asking for help. I would like to help everyone, but unfortunately I can’t.. So many people, especially children ask for something to eat. It’s unfair; the people in Europe are so rich, (but still complaining) and the people here are so happy when they just have something to eat every day. I hope I will achieve some help for the people in Haiti with those pictures…
Yesterday my two cellphones have been stolen… Can you please write me your numbers again!! Alice
Mein Handy ist geklaut worden, bitte schreibt mir eure Nummern! Danke
Mon GSM a été volé. S’il vous plait, envoyez-moi vos numeros! Merci
Yesterday was not a lucky day.. Or better not a lucky evening. On our way back it rained a lot (the haitien taxis don’t have windows in their car. So it was pretty wet. I was so relieved when we arrived at home. All wet and cold (yeah cold- for the first time in haiti). But let’s talk about the good things of the weekend. It was a great experience. To see hundreds or tousands the people dancing around the waterfall.. in trance.. I took a lot of pictures.
I also have to tell about friday evening. I met an American called Mike. He helps the streetchildren in Port-au-Prince. We met in the evening and drove around to visit the kids. He told me lots of things about the cruelity of the police and the UN. He is one who dedicated his life to help this children. He has already achieved a lot to help them. All the people in Port-au-Prince know him and everybody respects him. This week, I will accompany him for one or more nights.