Results 1-3 of 54
Mimette took her kite down to a bigger dirt path , a dry one a little distance from
the courtyard , and started running . There was no wind . Her white dress flashed
by among the shanties , and then the kite started rising above them , reflecting
I started to pull away . “ Okay , ten , ” he said , running by the side of the car . " A
bargain . ” He began pushing the picture through my window , a common last
desperate sales ploy . There were tears in his eyes . “ Seven . You can ' t say no .
We started to run for cover , and I found myself behind a post , the kind I like best ,
a wide white one . But it didn ' t feel secure the way it used to during the
demonstrations in Port - au - Prince . The shooting was aimed at us specifically ,
and no ...
What people are saying - Write a review
The rainy season: Haiti since DuvalierUser Review - Not Available - Book Verdict
This welcome interpretation of Haiti provides many insights into a country that few North Americans understand. Wilentz, a journalist, captures the complex cultural ambience and mystery of domestic ... Read full review