Admits the poverty in the country of Haiti, children, like in most parts of the world, still find a way to smile and laugh over the simplest pleasures in life.
What impressed me the most was the unconditional love for human interaction with people of different color and language. The children of Haiti were not inhabited or did not have a sense of fear because we were different. To me, Haiti is like the Gallegos Island of Anthropology. Color was not a barrier to love or be loved. And they were so free to just touch you.
