If It’s Sunday, It Must Be Cité Soleil

From October 7, 2019 I woke up Sunday morning with Immanuela on my mind. I could shake the desperate conditions in which she live with her unnamed two-day old child. I suggested to Jarline that we go buy infant supplies and bring them to her sister. And so we did…once I heard the streets were quiet and that the protests…

The Supermarket and the Shacks

From October 6, 2019 Shortly after we got back from shopping and putting everything away, Jarline handed me a piece of paper. In English she wrote she had to leave for a few hours to visit someone who had a baby. It took me a few minutes to realize she was going to visit Immanuela. I told her to be…

Protests Resume in Full Force

From October 5, 2019 From my balcony I could see plumes of black smoke rising from the embattled streets. Some staff reported seeing or hearing gunfire. One staffer said, “People were ducking.” There were news reports of numerous shootings. Billy sent me an email at 12:30pm, saying he spent the morning trying to get to Santa Chiara. He took three…