In February 2008, we embarked on an adventure of a lifetime from our home of nearly two years on the island of St. Martin in the French West Indies. We had spent those two years restoring a gaff-rigged ketch that would not only carry us to the four corners of the world, but also provide us an opportunity to make a difference in that world (to view our Mission Statement, click here).

Because so much of the world is in such need, it didn’t take long for us to find our first project. 115 miles into our journey, we met Captain Beans, an entertainer on Marina Cay. Captain Beans had been marooned for some time on the island of Ile a Vache off the southern coast of Haiti, and after falling in love with its children, he committed to do for them whatever he could for the rest of his life. With a local from the fishing village of La Hatte, Jean Phelix Joesph, he co-founded the Good Samaritan Foundation that educates and cares for the underprivileged children on the small island. And after we got to know the good captain, heard his story, and felt his passion toward the children, we knew we had “been called” to help them in any way we could.

After the news of three hurricanes decimating Haiti during the 2008 season, Haiti’s plight should be well known to those throughout the world. But Haiti has been a country in severe poverty since its independence from France over 200 years ago. Though it appears the numbers are not quite as bad for the population of Ile a Vache, the Mercy and Sharing Foundation (www.HaitiChildren.com) who works extensively in the poorest neighborhoods of Port au Prince, claims that the statistics for the 9,000,000 inhabitants of Haiti are alarming:

• 10% of the child population in Haiti will die before the age of 4.
• 7% of the children in Haiti are enslaved. That’s 300,000 children as young as 3 years old who often suffer sexual, emotional and physical abuse.
• 45% of the Haitian population is illiterate.
• 70% of the population lives below poverty level
• 30% of the population is either ill and or underweight

With these kinds of statistics in mind coupled with Captain Bean’s descriptions of the grating poverty the islander’s experience, we really found ourselves with no other choice but to help these folks in any way we could. So despite travel warnings issued by the State Department for Haiti ten days prior to our departure from St. Thomas, the family decided to sail to Haiti to specifically help the future of the country, its children, starting with those on Ile a Vache.

After a couple of weeks of preparation, we sailed nine days to Port Morgan Bay on the Northeast corner of Ile a Vache and met up with our contact, Mr. Joseph. He acted as our tour guide while we were there and scheduled several outings for us including a trip to meet the children of his village, the fishing community of La Hatte.

On our first full day there, we didn’t quite know what to expect, so we packed the dinghy with everything we thought we would need to document the journey and motored our way down the western coast of the island to La Hatte. As we anticipated, the villagers were very gracious and after introductions with the village elders, they led us up the trail through town to the school.

We were surprised to see that there was only one classroom for the kindergarteners and another small building that housed the “library”, which was a stack of books on the floor, but no others. There was a foundation of a building they had started, but they had run out of money before erecting the walls and a roof. The older children sat and worked on rough-sawn benches and desks and were sheltered from the sun and weather by rusted tin sheets laid over rickety pole lean-to structures. While watching these children focusing on the instructor at the chalkboard, we couldn’t help but mentally compare our schools back home with these.

After we observed the students at work and received a beautiful welcome song from each class, we asked Phelix to assemble all the students in the courtyard; we wanted to observe how they were in their most comfortable environment – the playground. We broke the ice by producing a couple of hula-hoops and some jump ropes and after our few lame demonstration attempts at the hula-hoops, they showed us their innate talents. No demonstration was necessary, however, for the jump rope, as these kids had obviously been jumping rope since they could stand up. The biggest curiosity unexpectedly ended up being the little flip screen on the video cameras. These children had obviously never seen a TV and to see themselves in a moving picture was truly a treat.

The following day, Phelix had arranged for us to travel thirteen miles east of our anchorage to the other school he serves. There is absolutely no infrastructure on Ile a Vache – no roads, running water, sewer systems, or electricity – so the only way to travel is by walking, or by horseback. Since it had rained the night before and the trails were nothing but mud, we were happy to have access to the local transportation.

We rode about three hours to the school, which ended up being a lean-to constructed on the north side of a home. Phelix had leased one room in the home for the kindergarten and the space at the back of the home, but the owner wanted to have his property back and was in the process of evicting him at the time we arrived. The superintended of the school was obviously upset at the prospect of having to close the school, and after we visited with the administration and completely distracted the students, he took us to a piece of property that they hoped to one day purchase for the school.

We were very impressed with Phelix and the work he has done for the children of Ile A Vache with such precious few resources. His schools are ill equipped and most of the classes are held outdoors. Not only do the students need uniforms and lack the bare essentials like books and supplies, many of them show up for classes without having eaten a morning meal.

For those of us who have been privileged enough to be raised and educated in the first world, it is hard to imagine the hardships these people endure just to feed themselves, much less to get a basic education. We traveled to Ile a Vache to help the children on the island, yet we cannot do it alone. We need your help. Won’t you please help Phelix and the children of Ile a Vache by donating $5, $10, or $20 to their schools? If we can get a lot of people to each donate a little, it will make all the difference in the world to these young lives (to read the full article on our adventures in Haiti, click here). To make your small contribution, please click here.