There is a need for a movement. It begins with a single idea; a Hatian youth program that gives Haitian American students the opportunity to return home, know their culture and know themselves. This summer, Adrien Tofighi, a Peach member visited the University of Fondwah. Lawrence Gonzalez, President of UHSF also visited Haiti. Both came back with a renewed sense of determination to help Haiti. Adrien created a fanpage to help bring awareness to a one of a kind University that holds many promises for Haiti;
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Whatever it Takes: A Caribbean Story
If I told you who she was, you wouldn’t believe me. If I told you what she did, you wouldn’t begin to understand. It’s late when she gets home, and early when she leaves. Legs weary, swollen from the pain, time couldn’t recognize how she got there and truth be told, her legs have seen more miles than you could ever put on your car. In her job, there aren’t any days off. There are no sick days, no off switch, no benefits package, and no vacation. The only time she breaks, if she did break, was on her death bed.
Built tough from the torrid heat, she is the Caribbean. She is the breeze that tourist flock to feel on their pale faces. She is the sandy beach that caresses them with love, and she is that hurricane that ravages the flesh. She has different faces, among them, the peasant vendor.
Built tough from the torrid heat, she is the Caribbean. She is the breeze that tourist flock to feel on their pale faces. She is the sandy beach that caresses them with love, and she is that hurricane that ravages the flesh. She has different faces, among them, the peasant vendor.
In a country where work is scarce, food is limited, she 
makes due. She rotates through numerous hats. Instead of complaining about the lack thereof, she nourishes her children with the milk from her breast, uncertain what the next day would bring. She is a farmer tending to her crop as soon as dawn breaks. She reaps the harvest, grows the livestock, only to walk over 100 miles to sell at the market. Competing against her sisters, she doesn’t want much, only to live another day and a long journey home. Once there, she resumes her second job, nurturing the children, teaching, and disciplining. They call her illiterate, but by no means incapable. Whatever it takes, she provides and by whatever means she lives on.
makes due. She rotates through numerous hats. Instead of complaining about the lack thereof, she nourishes her children with the milk from her breast, uncertain what the next day would bring. She is a farmer tending to her crop as soon as dawn breaks. She reaps the harvest, grows the livestock, only to walk over 100 miles to sell at the market. Competing against her sisters, she doesn’t want much, only to live another day and a long journey home. Once there, she resumes her second job, nurturing the children, teaching, and disciplining. They call her illiterate, but by no means incapable. Whatever it takes, she provides and by whatever means she lives on.
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