It was not the fact that I wish I was never born the way I did, and the times when I let myself saturated in countless prayers to be changed. To be whole. To be a real person, rather than a soul that was wedged in a marionette's body. That was what manmi had told me. If I was as solid as walls, and did not swerve from the norms, you know, the behaviors of men that was placed by the public, papi would have never left us. Perhaps, …show more content…
Grown-ups and children alike never felt free from threats against their freedom to live the lives that they chose. It would have made no difference, though, whether people in Haïti were born in the present, or in the past, the push for survival in the midst of poverty and hunger was the only way of life. As manmi’s friend would have said, if a person’s name was not part of the Gouvènman Ayisyen an, they were doomed. They were to stay where they lived to