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May 24 2010
Apricot Irving
When my family moved back to Haiti, I was fourteen, the reluctant daughter of a missionary. When I was six, Haiti had felt like paradise: mangoes fell ripe from trees, kamion... More
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When my family moved back to Haiti, I was fourteen, the reluctant daughter of a missionary. When I was six, Haiti had felt like paradise: mangoes fell ripe from trees, kamion drivers blared past our house with carnival-music horns, houses were the color of bubble-gum ice cream. But after living in the states and acquiring the knowing condescension of a teenager, I did not want to be dragged back to Haiti. This time, to make matters worse, we wouldn’t live on the missionary... Read more
24 May 2010 | Posted by Apricot Irving in Inside O. Hm. | Permalink | Comments? (0 so far)