The neighborhood boys

Top row: Maria, me, Sara, Sol, Toofie, Eddie, Samuel, Jamesly
Bottom row: Beverly, Luvin

These boys are awesome.  They were waiting for us at the gates of the compound every day asking, "Le ballon?!"  Our daily soccer game took place at 5 pm sharp.  The score never really mattered and we ended each game with a Coke.

They were joyful, child-like, and innocent.  In a country where childhood is not a right of passage, it was important for us to embrace these neighborhood boys while also letting loose the stressors of our own day.  I nearly died when they greeted us on our last day wearing fairy wings from a dress up box we brought.

Most of these boys are orphans or are living with extended family.  Some of them go to school.  Several of them would quietly pull us aside and ask if we had any food.  I emptied my bag full of Cliff bars into their hands on our last day.  They have inspired us.

Stay tuned for future plans to get these boys to school for $120/year while also celebrating the Haitian sensation in the US!