HERE IN HAITI by Caryn Wooster
The countryside was scattered with skinny cows and horses looking for something to nibble on in what used to be a lush landscape years ago, but is now barren and desert-like. Life here exists outside - people are in the streets selling anything and everything, bathing in a bucket out front of their stick-homes, talking with their neighbors, kids playing with sticks and broken-down bicycles if they are lucky.
Eden Garden Orphanage, our host, is located in Montrouis which is about 50 miles northwest of Port-au-Prince, but it took more like 2 1/2 - 3 hours it seemed, to reach our destination. When we arrived, we were greeted by the children with a welcome song, and then they spread out into the crowd for hugs and handshakes, looking for the right person that would be their friend this week. Some people, like Pastor Ann (the EGO rock star) had several kids hanging on to her, hugging her, playing with her hair. Everyone chose someone, and it wasn't long before babies were asleep on shoulders and friends were made.