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SOS Haïti

You know the lifestories of people from Haïti that I had the chance to get to know during the continental meeting of the Americas in November 2007. Yesterday I got a mail from Prisca saying that she was alive and her parents too, others died. She writes about the difficulties to get in touch with other people, friends from the joc in Haiti – she is still living with the insecurity about her friends. She confirmed that Pierlyne has been injured badly. Rameau apparently is in Cayes (south-west of the country) and well.

Communication is that difficult inside Haïti it’s no wonder that we don’t know much about people from the joc here in Europe. I talked with several leaders from joci and wsm and it’s the same for everyone. Having been there before the earthquake I’m not that surprised of this difficulty.

During my stay there in 2007 I visited Gonaïves, the city that has been affected by a hurricane in 2004, three years before, and I couldn’t sense too much recovery, people where still liv…
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Coordinators returning

Some reflections about coordinators returning to the base after finishing their mandate.

Respecting the level of awareness According to my experienceycw is functioning best when the young workers (yws) who are part of the action are taking action according to their level of awareness.

“Are the actors of the action playing a role and are they havingresponsibilities and tasks that correspond to their level of awareness or not?” For me, over the last years, this has become the most important question to analyse the “Task of Education” process of an action.

Respecting the level of awareness means on the one handchallenging the yws to do their “best” - which guarantees “training through action” and therefore personal transformation. The consequence is an active, dynamic and stable participation in the action – in other words: motivation, engagement and commitment. On the other hand respecting the level of awareness also prevents us from asking too much and discouraging the yws.

As a co…

Rameau's Story

Yves Rameau Beltéus, 33 years old, Haiti. I come from a family of four children and I am the youngest. I am from Les Cayes, the third largest city in the country. My father died four years ago and my mother, who is already 75, works at home.

In my culture, the oldest and the youngest in the family have lots of privileges. After my father’s death, we had to work things out so that life could continue. Haiti is considered the poorest country in the continent but despite poverty, my parents went out of their way to enable us to find our bearings in life. We all studied at university to improve our condition. At school we were always aware of our situation and it helped us to become what we are today.

I want to give you knowledge Life was not very easy for my parents, in particular in rain and cyclone seasons. To allow us to go to school, my father and my mother had to carry us on their backs to cross the flooded streets. When my father had to spend a whole month working in the country…

Pierlyne's Story

My name is Rose Pierlyne Guillaume, I’m 27 and I come from a family of five children in the Cayes area. My father was a farmer and my mother a retailer. I am the third child in the family. In my early childhood, life seemed wonderful because my father was young, full of energy to work, and he provided us with anything we needed. He had registered us in the biggest school in my home region. I could only blame my father for one thing: he wanted us to believe that we were superior to others, he didn’t allow us to play with other children in our area but he gave us a really strict education and made us respect the principles of life.

Things were not going well When I was 10-12, my father became ill and had to undergo surgery twice in one year. The doctor asked him to stop working the land and to rest for 2 whole years. Then my mother, who worked in the retail trade, was the only one to feed us and pay the school for 5 children. Things were not going well.

The hardest moment was when t…

Prisca's Story

Prisca, 27 years old, Haiti: I was born in Cap-Haitien. I have two older sisters and a younger brother. My father was a house painter and a cobbler. He died in the year 2000. My mother works at home: she makes pastries, sews clothes for people, and sells toilet and beauty products.

Our family life was well organized at home: we had to go to school and also do housework (do the shopping, cleaning…). Then my older sister went to Port of Prince to live with her godmother and since my other sister didn’t like to work very much, I had to do a lot of chores at home, in addition to my studies. When I turned 18, I started my own business. I bought products from the United States and I sold them back. I had always wanted to have an internet café but people kept telling me that I should first finish my studies so that I could do something better. My brother got married. He makes fridges and air conditioning devices, and he has his own t-shirt printing “business”.

The YCW gave me training Wh…