I’ve wondered whether to a Haitian, the loss of a manuscript or collection of novels or children’s primers means anything next to losing one’s home, kids, lover or parents. Yet when I saw a photo this morning of a young girl reading amidst the rubble, it occurred to me that I’m probably naïve in assuming a reader wouldn’t think about escaping into a book during the most dramatic, horrific experience of her life. READ MORE...Please click on article for news of writers in Haiti and list of vetted aid organizations.
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Powerful stuff. This is so sad it's almost beyond comprehension.
There is almost nothing one can say to translate the feeling of sadness and helplessness. I just hope each new day will bring more relief than the day before.
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