Ok, so I just couldn't stay away after what happened yesterday. It's like everytime something happens in this place its a magic show. The people on this island deserve everything we give and more. As you remember I told you about the translator from the hospital. He only works on weekends because he has a two hour commute everytime and it's hard for him to work and study all week. So, yesterday I decided to do corn seed packing for the UN to distribute to local farmers up in the mountains so that they can eat. So, we start work at around 7AM and we go out front and wait for our tap tap or trucks to pick us up. As I'm walking out, who the fuck do I see????!!! My boy Jermaise Jean Claude! If I had a bigger smile when I saw him he may have thought I was gay. I almost hugged him. he walks up toward our camp and tells me he has been looking for me. WHAT?! AMAZING... He wanted to come thank me for the advice I gave him and that he is staying away from the girl so that she will miss him(gotta play the game). He told me he's so thankful and is staying strong. I could not believe it. This kid, no car, found his way to me all the way from his own hoe almost two hours away. We hung out for a little until I had to goto work and introduced him to the base manager and he is now going to start working for them in the next few days! HOLY SHIT!
I have "friends" at home that I've known for almost my whole life that don't even acknowledge I am still alive. This kid, I met once and made an impact on his life that stuck with him in some way. It's sad in a way but you have to look past the pathetic shallowness that we call home and llook at the beauty of the situation. Just another reminder of why I'm here and what this program does for the people who want to make it work in this country. It's nice to find a purpose in life besides who can drive the nicest car, and where you're going out on friday night. None of that really matters if you think about it really. Yet, at home thats really all that matters to some of you goons.
It's like this; in America, we pity these countries. In reality, who needs who more? Us or them? Do we ned them to make ourselves feel special? Or do they need us to help? Maybe a little of both. As you walk the streets you see poverty, but you see more smiles than you do in our spoiled ass country. Yeah, they work hard and don't have air conditioning and pediures, but they also don't know any better and don't need to. I guess it just depends on what kind of person do you want to be. Do you care about what you do on the inside, or do you just care that your purse and shoes cost more than the next bitch? Maybe its something you should think about and figure out what you really want out of life. Either decision is fine because we all make our own path, but maybe you want to feel a little more out of life and not just be an ego.
Ill tell you this much, when I come home I am going to know who my friends are. This trip makes me realize that I don't need to deal with anyones bullshit. I am who I am and I try to be the best person I possibly can, and if you wanna try and walk all over me than you can go fuck yourself. If you think you're too good, I wont cry anymore, I'll pray for you, because I honestly now feel bad for you. How sad could it make you feel to know that the majority of Haitians who don't even have parents to raise them came out with more core values than you? Let that sink in...
Dont mean to end on a negative note, but you know, gotta call out the truth sometimes. I hope you all have great day and please keep the comments coming. I love you all who have supported me. You make me want to continue to become a better person. Thank you.
LOVE
Dan
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