Thursday was quite the Haitian Cultural experience. I met two woman on the streets. "BLANC! Come here!" they shouted. I did not respond. Again I hear them calling after me, I turned around and began to walk in their direction. They were so excited that I was coming their way that they leaped up from under the shade of the big Bougenvalia Vines they were hiding under for shade, and came running towards me. Embraced by a warm and strong Haitian hug, I instantly made not only new friends, but over the course of the day was adopted into a new Hatian faimly. I am supposed to let others know that I am now half Haitian, so they say. The woman I met are cousins, one is 17 and the other 29. They live together. The 29 year ld woman has two children, is the oldest of nine girls and has only her mother living as her father died in an accident many years ago. They live in nothing but a shack built by cement walls, and scraps of tin and straw for a roof. I spent over five hours with them, living a traditional Haitian afternoon with them. Unfortunatly internet time is up and I must go, but I will expound on this another time. I was so blessed, so honored to be embraced, welcomed and loved by strnagers. Yet, you know the saying, we often entertain "Angels unaware." These two woman are certaintly some of the, "least of these..." in the country of Haiti, yet I tell you what, their HEARTS are HUGE and their LOVE so pure. What a beautiful afternoon that was.