MABE Orphanage -- Port au Prince, Haiti

MABE Orphanage -- Port au Prince, Haiti

Friday, July 21, 2017

Support for the Lamp for Haiti Clinic, Cite Soleil

Dear Friends,

The pictures below above 1) the Lamp for Haiti, an amazing medical clinic that provides free, high quality health care to the residents of Cite Soleil, the most notorious slum in Haiti; and 2) our 2016 Children's Hope Haiti Solidarity team dropping off life saving medical supplies to the Lamp Clinic. We've been filling up duffle bugs with medical supplies for several days, but we still have some empty duffles that we would love to fill up... we just need a few mo...re donations to be able to purchase the much needed medicines. If you'd like to help out please send a tax-deductible check in any amount to Children's Hope (3025A Cambridge Rd., Cameron Park 95682) or donate online here:

Please share this post with your friends, family and co-workers. You never know who's out there looking for an opportunity to serve.

Mesi Anpil! (Many Thanks!)


Support for MABE Orphanage, Port au Prince

Meet the MABE kids. Pretty cute, huh? They're all orphans living at the MABE orphanage in Port au Prince, the capital city of the poorest country in the Western hemisphere. They live in a very loving, but resource deprived environment. On our first day in Haiti next week, we will head to the open air street market and load up our truck with rice, flour, pasta, beans (if we can afford them) and other staples to make sure they are well fed for at least a while. If you'd like to help us keep them fed..., please pitch in whatever amount you can. 100% of your donations will be used to support these and other impoverished (and adorable) children in Haiti next week. You can send a check to Children's Hope (3025A Cambridge Rd., Cameron Park 95682) or donate online here: https://www.gofundme.com/childrens-hope-for-haiti-2017

Please share this post with your friends, family, neighbors, or co-workers. You never know who's out there looking for an opportunity to serve.

Thanks so much for your continued and generous support... many hands make the burden lighter.


Monday, July 17, 2017

Not too late...

Dear Friends and Family,

Its not too late to help the mothers and children in Haiti. Please send your donation check today, or donate online at: https://www.gofundme.com/childrens-hope-for-haiti-2017 

Our 2017 Children's Hope team of 12 stateside (19 total) leaves in just one week. We are still $3,500 short of our projected budget but, as always, I trust that miracles happen, and have already ordered the life saving supplies.

Just this morning the Lamp for Haiti clinic's requested 20 cases of 200 obstetrical kits landed in our driveway... Yikes! 

Somehow we will manage to hand-carry these and over 1,000 pounds of supplies into Haiti this week. We really can't manage to do this work without you. Our student team literally put their lives at risk (of cholera, etc.) to do this work while paying all their own expenses. We don't ask you to risk your life; we only ask that you help this urgent work continue to save lives in Haiti.  Any amount changes a life.

Peace, all ways and always, Leisa, Paul and Luke

P.S. By the way, we welcome any and all to join in our service trips. Its always the last week in July, and the experience will change your life forever. šŸ˜ƒ

Prof. Leisa Faulkner, Folsom Lake College
Executive Director, Children's Hope
3025 Cambridge Road #A
Cameron Park, CA 95682 USA
text: 916.801.4184



Friday, July 14, 2017

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Leisa's 2017 Haiti Journal #1 -- "Norm's Place"


 Dear Friends,                          

            Emergency medical services in Folsom, CA are 3,180 miles away from the seaside village of Labadee, Haiti that sheltered me at Norm’s Place a few years ago, but it may as well be light years away. The contrast in care came crashing into real life this week as we tended Grandma Toby during her emergency surgery in Folsom.
            I told Grandma my Labadee story, in part to distract her from her pain and in part to remind myself of the 50+ Haiti boxes Luke just dragged up from storage today, the first step to packing over 1,000 lbs. of medical, sports and school supplies that our Children’s Hope 2017 team will hand-carry into Haiti later this month.
            I started slowly earning her attention as more details came flooding back. “Oh, yes, ‘Norm’s Place’ – that’s the place that Norm runs up in Labadee. He’s about your age, Grandma, an American, who once in Haiti fell in love with it and with a woman there. So, he just stayed.”
            Her interest grew as I described Norm. And though I was on a daybed next to hers, our air-conditioned hospital room faded as I told her about Labadee that night. Over my shoulder, she had a12-foot picture window view of oak woodlands from her $40,000 hospital bed, but now, it was as if she were watching me in Labadee, Haiti that night.
            Though I had been to Haiti previously doing human rights work, that night was the first time I was given the ok to get into the Caribbean water “free of floaters” (here they don’t have to push raw sewage directly into the sea).
            I jumped at the chance, literally. Leaving my clothes in the boat we “borrowed” to get to the village, I dove off the back of the dingy. The nearly midnight moon danced on the cove’s gentle waves, washing the salt and sweat and grime of the day to the bottom of the sea. Glorious, warm water…never had a swim felt so free. For a few moments, the squalor of nearby Shada slum faded. It was just me and the moon.
            A bit sheepishly, I made my way up the village path to Norm’s Place. What would he think of me and my long wet hair dripping all over his place?
            “I just couldn’t resist,” I offered.
            “Now that’s my kind of girl,” he said, handing me a shot of rum and a tiny lĆ©mon (lime).  We toasted.
            My friends, Maco and Sasha found their way to their rooms while Norm and I chatted. He asked about my medical bag and my picture based book, Where Women Have No Doctor. As a sociologist I have no medical training, but, bit by bit, (or tipa tipa), I have evolved into a deliverer of such supplies, I explained on our second shot of rum.
            Just then, Norm’s wife escorted some villagers begging transport for a young relative into the room.  The girl kept her eyes downcast, and except for her furtive hand resting on her belly, I would not have known she was in labor. The village’s Cuban doctor was away and the midwife felt she couldn’t handle this life-threatening delivery.
            Norm’s wife, protective of her 80 year-old rum-sipping husband said, “No way.” But, Norm had the only truck capable of managing the mountain road on the other side of the cove and to get to the truck he’d first need to navigate his small boat through the bay around a rocky point, all with a 15 year-old in intense labor...