Once upon a time, Christopher Columbus discovered Haiti….


When I was younger in Haiti, I enjoyed visiting “Quai Colomb,” a park erected in memory of Christopher Columbus by the harbor of Port-au-Prince on the Bicentenaire, a brand new name for Croix-des-Bossales. It was always a delight to wander around this place early evening where the waves of the seashore carried some salty airContinue reading “Once upon a time, Christopher Columbus discovered Haiti….”

Tell your stories to connect and dicover: no shame, no blame!


I attended City Speaks, a storytelling event, last night in Pompano Beach, Florida, which reminds me, back in the days in my homeland  Haiti, when my dad used to gather us together, just to tell us stories. Sometimes, they were folktales of Bouki and Malis, the villain and the smart; and other times it was justContinue reading “Tell your stories to connect and dicover: no shame, no blame!”

Hell: ‘Whatever you fear most…’ an oustanding Edwidge Danticat’s folk story!


I am reading Edwige Danticat. Her recent memoir “Brother, I’m dying” is amazing. She tells her family story in poignant way. She combines her story with the story of her dad, her uncle, her countries, her travels, her neighborhood, her grandmas.to free herself, and to free us as well to tell our own story, and toContinue reading “Hell: ‘Whatever you fear most…’ an oustanding Edwidge Danticat’s folk story!”