The rainy season
It rained heavily in Port-au-Prince tonight. I stood in the balcony of the Plaza hotel -- the exact spot from which Anderson Cooper broadcasted his show in January -- and…
It rained heavily in Port-au-Prince tonight. I stood in the balcony of the Plaza hotel -- the exact spot from which Anderson Cooper broadcasted his show in January -- and…
I returned to Port-au-Prince yesterday.Before January, it was a city known to me only through books and a few films and of course, the news – always bad news. But…
I don't have a sister, though sometimes, in my childhood, I got a taste of what that might be like because we lived among extended families. The line between a…
I graduated from high school in 1979. Never been to any of my reunions. I earned a master's degree in 1983. Never attended any college alumni functions either. But last…
This weekend, as Chile suffered the wrath of an enormous earthquake, I reread one of my favorite poems by Chilean poet Pablo Neruda.Ode to Broken ThingsThings get broken at home…
I met Mariot a few days after I arrived in Port-au-Prince. He was one of several drivers retained by CNN. Mariot spoke English well, and often, on our long days…
There are things that one remembers about a place. Things that are clear and fresh, even many years later when memories of the most obvious have faded. I find this…
A Catholic school in the Port-au-Prince neighborhood of Sainte Marie resumed classes Wednesday. It was a vital sign of normalcy.The kids need routine, they need to be with their friends.…
A few days ago, I accompanied CNN producer Edvige Jean-Francois to her father's grave in Port-au-Prince (she was worried that it might have been desecrated after the quake) and then…
I wandered through the Port-au-Prince cemetery today with a Haitian colleague looking for his family crypt. His heart was full of trepidation. What would he find?Had someone tossed his ancestor's…