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I Think It's Hard For An Outsider To Capture The Flavor Of A Community And All Its Nuances, So Ultimately Haitian-americans Need To Start Sharing Intimate Accounts Of Their Stories.

All Anyone Can Hope For Is Just A Tiny Bit Of Love, Like A Drop In A Cup If You Can Get It, Or A Waterfall, A Flood, If You Can Get That Too.

You Learned In School That You Have Pencils And Paper Only Because The Trees Gave Themselves In Unconditional Sacrifice.

Salt Is A Powerful Symbol In Haiti, As Elsewhere. Salt Of The Earth, For Example Is An American Phrase. In Haiti, Myth And Legend Has It That If You Are Turned Into A Zombie, If Someone Gives You A Taste Of Salt, Then You Can Come Back To Life. And In The Life Of The Fishermen, There Are So Many Little Things About Salt That I Wanted To Incorporate. The Salt In The Air. The Crackling Of Salt In The Fire. There's All This Damage, This Peeling Of The Fishing Boats From The Sea Salt. But There Is Also Healing From It, Sea Baths That Are Supposed To Heal All Kinds Of Aches And Wounds.

In Terms Of The Idea Of Long-term Occupation - I Have Been Reading A Little Bit More About This Period - And You Can See In That Occupation Are Many Lessons For The Current Occupation Of Iraq. So We Have These Connections That Go Way Back That People Aren't Aware Of.