Personal Narrative: My Trip To Haiti

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While grueling to witness, villages made from tarps and deteriorating boxes, the jutting ribs of underfed children, and seedy street trade between locals, fit my textbook expectation of an undeveloped country. This image was brought to life as I visited Haiti for the first time in the fall of my sophomore year. However, diverging from this preconceived prospect formed from within my privileged bubble, were the presidential propaganda prints unavoidably posted on every rickety power pole and graffiti-masked concrete wall. Every bump I encountered from within the tattered school bus, thickly fragrant with gasoline, prompted me to raise my eyes only to be met by yet another face surrounded by patriotic colors acting as one of the twenty-seven candidates running for presidential office. Questions concerning how the current political stigma was reached, how the dire administrative situation could be corrected, and an overpowering sense of responsibility to utilize my resources would not leave my mind. At this moment, I came to recognize both my most …show more content…
Growing in complexity over time, the vicious cycle beginning with the Spaniards exploitation of the natives over an unyielding desire for gold, continuing through their implementation of African slave labor to satiate their craving for economic and agricultural fertility, and persisting throughout the reign of the French regime, until revolution brought those previously oppressed to authority. Whether applied to defying ethics for the sake of personal gain, or overriding a corrupt administration in the name of liberation, conviction struck me as the fundamental commonality in each of these dramatic transformations without any regard to what it was rooted in. It became clear to me that rigid personal belief is a powerful force capable of overriding morality and integrity but also has abounding power to be used for good. This gives me