Poor eyes in cite soleil

My day in Cite Soleil

Yesterday Dr. Carroll and I went to Cite Soleil at centre de santé Rosalie Rendu runs by a group of catholic nuns. He works at this Clinic down there when he comes here in Haiti, he gives medical care to many people especially the kids. He took time to explain me what he was doing. He was seeing children that have malnutrition.

The nuns have a nutrition program there, and they receive at least 60 children. Wow this is an interesting program. They feed, and bath them every day. They are also providing matters to their mothers so that they could learn in order to have a profession in life. This clinic is saving the lives of the children in cite soleil.

Then we moved for a little bit time to centre hospitalier Saint Catherine Labouré which is the hospital for all the people in this zone. I visited a room of nutrition fed by UNICEF, 14 kids drink 5 pots of milk a day. UNICEF uses Nutriset F-75 to feed them. The case of malnutrition surrounds Haiti deeply, in fact the children don’t have enough to eat. There are a lot children who suffer by malnutrition here. They don’t have opportunity to eat even a piece of bread by day.

The idea to accompany Dr. Carroll to go to Cite Soleil was very important for me. It was a wonderful experience for me. My heart was touched by what’s going over there. Indeed it was so sad to see how life goes down there, Haiti is very sick. Thanks Dr Carroll. Haiti loves you.

Slavery

We are still slave in Haiti. Our condition is worse. No one does not need to talk about freedom. Said by a man in Cite Soleil. It was just a short talk with him.

My media was hurt

It was last week (Tuesday) while i was going to take some pictures of some places such as my former primary and high schools, then a house of where i spent 5 years right away after my birth. I was in down town in the morning, afterward I stopped at Portail Leogane a place which is used as station for cars that trip to Leogane, and hundreds of people from Carrefour stand there for tap tap every day.

I stood a long the street in a crowd waiting for one. During that time my camera was into one of my pockets, and after a couple of minutes I checked my pockets out especially the one that carried my camera. I was upset because I did not find it there, then I figured out that It was stolen by a pick pocket. I had a bunches of pictures on it. I am unable to post messages with pictures, i am simply using those that i already took. Thus I created this blog to show the world the pain of the Haitians. I live with them every day, and I also suffer by the same pain.

A pick pocket stole my material that was used for this interesting and significant work. I was very upset that day. The value of this camera was worth for me. It was a nice one, and It was given to me by Dr. John Carroll. He understands strongly the importance of creating a blog to show what the Haitians are going through. He and his wife Maria are the supporters of http://www.frandyinhaiti.blogspot.com/.

The poor people are always neglected and refused. Such a thing always happens to me. This blog is not going stop, I have to keep on. I was stolen but it does not mean I am going to stop. NO! so Haiti needs the world.

A dangerous trade to support a family

Charcoal and wood are the main sources of energy for people to cook food in Haiti.Some women sell charcoal in our area. They entirely do it to support their children. Although we know it’s not good for the environment but they oblige because they need to get some Gourdes (Haitian currency) to feed their children.

This woman above was telling me that she does it because she does not have any other thing to do in order to back up her children, but she’s knowing the consumption of charcoal destroys the environment because it is made with wood. She purchases it from Bainet southeastern Haiti, then sells it to people.Some people cut down the trees to produce charcoal due to the price of fuel, It is less expensive to buy it than an oven and order materials to boil food.

A canister costs $ 2 HT, sometimes it is not a rapid trade because people don’t cook every day. Cooking food is rarely done into many houses thus more than 60% percent of people in this country live with less than $ 1 US not $ 2 US because that’s a big amount of money for them.

The life of the Haitians which is completely bad forcing them to create some alternatives to help themselves survive but below they cause a lot of dangerous effects and damages over the country.

I experience it here

A toilet for a bunches of people.

Hard Life

This is where I cook my food, shouted by a woman. Just a broken stove.

21st century

A kitchen along the the street, I made it to cook my food.Reported by a man who lives close to my house.

Malnutrition

The fact that the children don’t have food to eat gives them different kind of sicknesses. This baby girl is suffering with malnutrition, she lives close to my house. She’s named Ti Mè, she’s 3 years old. You can see in the picture how her belly is big, bare foot, her hair almost get red at all, and she wears a dirty clothe. I asked her mother why she does not take her to the hospital she said “I can’t even have food to feed her, how can I do it? money is impossible for me”.

Ti Mè is a nice girl but misery is taking her beauty away.She was screaming out while I took her picture, but one of her sister came up to help me to do it though.

Her mother is woman who tried to suicide herself because of financial situation.She was about to drink a pot of Clorox last week but thanks to God, someone could see the Clorox in her hands. She has 3 daughters, and Ti Mè is the youngest. They all don’t go school. I experienced details that proved me how they will never go to school .Poverty would not let them see their mother anymore.

Indeed, the condition of the children is deteriorated every day.They don't have anybody to help them.Let's begin to keep our eyes on them now.

Poverty in Carrefour

These are some of the poor kids who live at the same place with me. They are exposed to a vulnerable life, where they don’t have access to education, food, water, and medical care.
I have been looking at their situation. They are deeply have many diseases like diarrhea, tuberculosis, malaria, and anemia etc ...due to lacking of food and vitamins. How can we imagine this? A kid is growing while he or she never touches a pen, pencil. It's a shame to hear them crying because they suffer every day and sometimes they die.

They are bare feet every day. Water is one of the biggest problems for our community, we have to walk about 40 to 60 minutes to get a bucket of water, and it is sold, altough we know it is vital. Some of the kids have to walk at that length to get some water for their houses. They are belong to families counts many children. Their mothers can’t afford to pay school for them. Now we know that all of them are growing illiterate. They simply walk in the streets, begging people, crying with empty bellies. This is what we have in Haiti throughout this 21st century.A few minutes ago, a little boy visited this cyber in order to ask everyone some money because he's hungry.

If I had not received a hand in the past I would not be able to write this message about those children who live in this situation.The children are those who will replace us in the future.

Presentation

The idea to create this blog came to my mind after i realized that i should let the world hear what's happening down here in Haiti.I am especially in the bottom of the field.I used to post some messages on Maria and Dr John Carrolls' blogs.I was some kind of interested to post some comments and my own messages on their blogs.

I have received many compliments about the words that i posted, they even went further to suggest me to create my own blog, but it was not easy tough because i did not have a camera therefore we know nothing can't work without the assistance of a camera. .I was dreaming to have a blog over the net.Finally, the Carrolls gave me a camera. I want to be thankful here for the camera which Dr John brought for me.Thanks a lot!

My thoughts were born after I realized the suffering of the Haitians,before going further, I want to present myself. I am Dejean Frandy, 21 year old boy. I am Christian. I was born in Carrefour, an area around Port-au-Prince. I grew up in a poor block which I am still living with my family.

I am driving myself to use this wonderful blog to pass my thoughts, information about what’s going on down here in Haiti, and then my dream. I am asking everyone who reads these pages to pay attention on every part of them. I am not a native speaker of English language, everything was and continue to be done on my own.

I am actually a self learner, I am radically teaching English to myself. I know other languages beside English, like French, Spanish, and without forgotten my mom’s language Creole. My dear readers, I wish you all good reading and may God bless you.