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Current Series: Voices of Resilience: Unforgettable Days in South Sudan

Step into the shoes of our incredible young women Scholars in South Sudan as they share their personal stories of an unforgettable day. From unfathomable heartbreak to profound joy, these authentic accounts offer a window into their lives and unwavering resilience. Join us on this powerful journey through their unforgettable days.

Note: These accounts are written in response to the essay prompt, “A day in your life you will never forget”.

Author’s Privacy: These stories were originally handwritten by the Scholars, and their names, the names of family members and places have been removed to safeguard the sensitivity of their accounts. The narratives have been transcribed and slightly revised by our staff for enhanced readability and comprehension.

Sr. Marilyn Lacey, RSM 12/6/22 Sr. Marilyn Lacey, RSM 12/6/22

Haiti: Really bad is not yet dead

Mercy Beyond Borders’ staff are, for now, safe in Gros Morne, though any travel beyond the small town carries extreme risk.

Geri Lanham 11/15/21 Geri Lanham 11/15/21

Couvre Plat: Haitian Creole for Plate Cover

Whether round or rectangular, I am found in every Haitian home from the heart of the city to the remote mountain homesteads.

Guest User 10/15/21 Guest User 10/15/21

Vodou

While not everyone believes in my powers and my purpose, I can assure you that the very mention of my name stirs emotion.

Jonathan H. LaMare 9/16/21 Jonathan H. LaMare 9/16/21

Manchèt: Haitian Creole for Machete

In the rural provincial towns beyond Port au Prince, I am most commonly spotted in the hands of those working in their gardens and on their farms.

Sr. Marilyn Lacey, RSM 8/30/21 Sr. Marilyn Lacey, RSM 8/30/21

Haiti Quake on August 14, 2021

Sr. Marilyn Lacey, RSM 8/15/21 Sr. Marilyn Lacey, RSM 8/15/21

Mango

Don’t they know that cholera still lives in the soil, and that mangoes picked up from the dirt can spread that plague?

Jonathan H. LaMare 7/12/21 Jonathan H. LaMare 7/12/21

Pilon (Mortar & Pestle)

In the wee hours of the morning, my familiar “thump, thump, thump” wakes even the roosters and goats before the sun peeks over the horizon.