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Showing posts from November, 2007

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 co

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

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 traini