I just cannot take a stand on the Haiti/Dominican Republic immigration problems and those of my home country. I am a rule follower. I believe if there are laws and we decide not to follow them, then we must accept the consequences. But here in the DR, you and I know that laws are often just suggestions and if you are clever enough there is always a way to get around them. I bet if most of you are honest with yourselves, at least once here, you chose not to follow the law. I know that I am one of those persons, even though I am also a rule follower. So the question is not black or white.
Last weekend, the authorities did a sweep of Jamao, taking Haitians out of their homes at gunpoint. Working Haitians. I had a Haitian gardener and in our little school we had a Haitian child whose mother had no income. We gave the child a scholarship and required the mother to come to prepare snacks daily. Every couple of weeks I would give her 1,000 pesos. The little girl was one of the smartest in the school.
When the authorities did their roundup, the mother and daughter hid under their bed. On Friday, the police walked back and forth in front of our school. The mother hid in the bathroom. The police knew better (I hope) than to enter a preschool and fish her out.
So some of the Haitians, including this woman, her child, and my gardener and his family of 5 arranged for two trucks to take them back to Haiti. The drivers of the trucks are grossly overcharging the Haitians, but I guess they would say they are taking a great risk. They chose to pay for the truck ( with help from you know who) because if captured by the authorities, they would be bused to Santo Domingo and then dropped on in Puerta Principe where all the gangs are centered.
Just now this morning, the woman sent me a WhatsApp message. She said the truck is here. Goodbye. And now, my empathy kicks in. The Pope was right. We are all just human beings struggling through life. Some of us were fortunate enough to be born with the right color of skin. Some of us were born in countries where life was much easier. Some of us own our home and cars. And others are not so fortunate.
I do not know why I am writing this. I guess I am just troubled and feel bad.
Last weekend, the authorities did a sweep of Jamao, taking Haitians out of their homes at gunpoint. Working Haitians. I had a Haitian gardener and in our little school we had a Haitian child whose mother had no income. We gave the child a scholarship and required the mother to come to prepare snacks daily. Every couple of weeks I would give her 1,000 pesos. The little girl was one of the smartest in the school.
When the authorities did their roundup, the mother and daughter hid under their bed. On Friday, the police walked back and forth in front of our school. The mother hid in the bathroom. The police knew better (I hope) than to enter a preschool and fish her out.
So some of the Haitians, including this woman, her child, and my gardener and his family of 5 arranged for two trucks to take them back to Haiti. The drivers of the trucks are grossly overcharging the Haitians, but I guess they would say they are taking a great risk. They chose to pay for the truck ( with help from you know who) because if captured by the authorities, they would be bused to Santo Domingo and then dropped on in Puerta Principe where all the gangs are centered.
Just now this morning, the woman sent me a WhatsApp message. She said the truck is here. Goodbye. And now, my empathy kicks in. The Pope was right. We are all just human beings struggling through life. Some of us were fortunate enough to be born with the right color of skin. Some of us were born in countries where life was much easier. Some of us own our home and cars. And others are not so fortunate.
I do not know why I am writing this. I guess I am just troubled and feel bad.