Home Sweet Home Haiti
- By: Hermance Fortune (Is this you?)
- Created on: 09/05/2007
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In Haiti, at my grandmother's house, my body feels powerful, healthy, and free. The constant hugs and praises I receive from uncles, aunts, and cousins provides a sense of worthiness and I feel treasured. On other hand, living in St. Louis alone with my dad provides little comfort. The cherished closeness is not present and communication is minimal to say the least. It seems as though the support and cheering section of my life is gone, often leaving me with a feeling of loneliness.
Although Haiti is a poor country, it is the richest place for me because I feel like a high-ranked person there. The people of Haiti are so motivating and inspirational; the sense that anything is possible is prevalent for me. There, I can move a mountain if I wanted.
If I choose to go out with a messy hair-do and unstylish clothing, I would still feel like the most beautiful person in the world. This peaceful place brings a higher level of joy and happiness to my life that I can ever feel anywhere else. Haiti takes away all of my past troubles and produces hope for the future.
After seeing the way the people struggle to survive and make ends meet, I am certain I will succeed in whatever I undertake because of the numerous opportunities to prosper America offers. However, it is the experiences of Haiti that motivate my soul. The people give me hope about the battles they face everyday. It always stuns me to see how I transform into a complete different person after I visit there. All of the sudden, my soul is renewed and I am optimistic, grateful for the life I have, less pressured, and mindful of my actions. I learn different lessons such as education is imperative and I am not alone. If I had never returned to Haiti, I would not have been so determined and focused today. To sum it all, even though I am a citizen of America, Haiti will forever remain, 'My home sweet home'.
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