Sunday, February 14, 2010

Haiti Podcast


14, February 2010

Like today we used to seat all together and eat the chocolate cake my mama made for my papa. The only day of the year my mama buy chocolate, it was expensive. And now, now we have nothing, not even money for cheap food. We are homeless. My mama is crying all the time and I have no strength and no words to cheer her up. I am the oldest, I do understand that we have no food, we are badly injured and we have no clean water. My family has 7 members, my mama and papa, my 4 younger brothers and I. Even if we had a little food, it couldn’t feed all of us. Added to the no food-and no water-situation, we have no home. The house we lived in before wasn’t big; it was a tiny garage with 2 beds that the Red Cross has given us. But now, now we are H-E-L-P-L-E-S-S. By all the mean of the word we are. I understand some English because the Red Cross gave us free lessons, so I could understand what the Doctors and the people that helped us clean our wounds said. They said they have already run out of supplies. Also they said that our situation will get even worse. I don’t understand how worse it could get. We have no home to live, and its raining all the time. We have no food to eat, so we can’t keep healthy and strong. My dear dear papa that I love so much is the most injured of all and the doctors said we have to be prepared because he will get worse-that I didn’t tell my mama. Also we have no water. The most valuable thing in the world and we don’t have it. Before I saw on a photo some people that were in a large box that looked like a room, it was full of crystal-clear water. I never saw that much water before in my life.

I know the truth, we have no chance to be saved. And I feel calm, I know I wont survive for long, even though my mama fights to give us some food, she even steals to take some food, but I know we will all die in the days to come. I am one of the only people here that is calm, not frustrated, and not angry. There is no one to blame so it was our destiny to end up like this.

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