MABE Orphanage -- Port au Prince, Haiti

MABE Orphanage -- Port au Prince, Haiti

Saturday, July 28, 2018

Leisa's 2018 Haiti Journal #2 -- "Love Filled Supplies"

"Love Filled Supplies”
Dear Friends and Family,                      

My “Haiti sandals” melted on our porch in the 103-degree heat we left behind on Wednesday as we set our sights on the city-by-the-bay to pick up a horde of humanitarian supplies that Nate, one of our social-activist team members, managed to collect in San Francisco ahead of our upcoming service trip to Haiti.


What a treasure trove!

Two centrifuges, a thousand condoms, cases of basketballs and soccer balls (complete with jerseys enough to dress several whole teams of kids in Cite Soleil) and more.

Just before Nate went up to cart down two flights of city stairs a 90-pound box of hygiene kits, I spotted a box of donations I didn’t know was coming that was literally packed with heart in San Francisco. I picked up a little packet.

Neatly and lovingly tucked into each baggie atop a month’s worth of menstrual supplies were dozens of doses of love. Each note unique – a simple drawing, a heart, a smiley face – a clear message from sister to sister, “You are not alone. We see you, we value your life, we support you.”

It didn’t take much time, but it took tons of love to create these small universal symbols of sweet solidarity.

Love is the universal language; solidarity is more precious than charity and often more cherished by women than even the gift. I’ve seen Rea (principal of SOPUDEP School) hold such little notes to her breast as she received previous messages, little drawings sent that time from child to child with packages of school supplies.

Solidarity made simple, sending supplies with a bit of heart. We carry your heart with us each time we deliver supplies

We hand carry each donation, in kind or purchased in country with your kind support by cash donations. We listen. We learn. We carry your love with us.

And, it’s not too late! Not one of the (more than 30!) Children’s Hope trips to Haiti would be possible without you and your generous support. So, thank you for being part of our team. Please consider sending some gift of support today.

All ways and always,

Prof. Leisa Faulkner, Folsom Lake College
Executive Director, Children's Hope
text: 916.801.4184

Checks may be made out to Children’s Hope and
Mailed to the following address:
3025 Cambridge Road #A
Cameron Park, CA 95682 USA

Children's Hope: Leisa's 2018 Haiti Journal #1 -- "We Continue to Pack" (July 9)

Dear Friends and Family,

This last Saturday, before our dear Haitian orphanage director faced pure chaos that set the streets ablaze in Haiti, we faced a sweet group of new Children's Hope Team members anxious to leave for Haiti later this month to help however possible. Such contrast, yet such similarity. Desperation driven protests fueled by fear and frustration in Haiti and such inspiring simple dedication to service and solidarity in our preparing team at home. Different sides of the western hemisphere - each side determined to serve justice, support life and aid dignity. 

The streets are on fire in Haiti.

We continue to pack.

The airport is closed. 

We continue to pack.

U.S. Embassy sent our warnings.

We continue to pack.

Please know that by your support we will get into this desperate country, held hostage by IMF imposed taxes and struggling just to get by. We continue to pack. Though this is the first time this year I have sent out a letter asking for support. I keep going to my porch and am welcomed with such simple pleasures as a sack of infant shoes, obstetrical delivery kits, infant clothes and sundresses.

We welcome your continued support, whether it is a text message, email, check to Children's Hope - or a surprise sack of shoes on our doorstep. We continue to go, we continue to need your help.

Peace, always and all ways,

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 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:

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: 

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. đŸ˜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 lĂ©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...

Friday, October 14, 2016

A Little Rain, Haiti Hurricane Journal #1

Dear Friends and Family,

We jumped up half asleep, then woke Luke up to help. It rained! Our "summer bed," oblivious to my distress, slopped oak-stained water onto my cold tile floor the full length of its rescue from the autumn shower it had on our new deck. I heaved it over against the sliding glass door to rest and drain with swim towels packed neatly around.

What a mess.

Then, my sleep warn off. I remembered the forecast for Petit Goave. Non-stop thunderstorms and rain from now until we land in Haiti next week, then continuing thunderstorms through the days we set up and run the mobile medical clinic.
And I was worried about my day-bed. What a luxury. Swim-towels, clean floors and sliding glass...just a dry bed, what a luxury.

On the advice of our Haitian doctor, we delayed our flight to Haiti until this Thursday to save $1,000 on airfare. I eagerly spent that and more on my first order of pharmaceuticals yesterday. Then, I went shopping again at the dollar store. Triple-antibiotic, one dollar. Fungus cream, one dollar. Tippy-cups to serve rehydration pedialyte to cholera babies, one dollar. Dr. Joey will be so pleased. Such small luxuries, if you can call them that.

Monday, Paul left to pick up the 100 tarps I ordered and came back with 200, then told me he ordered 100 more to pick up this Monday. He too had spent well over a thousand dollars. How can we not, when we see the photos that remind us so very much of the scenes of devastation we witnessed after the 2010 earthquake, only now drenched in cholera water?

We have so much more we want to buy, even with boxes of supplies circling us already. Donated vitamins piled around me, I know there is an endless need for still more. I have to remind myself, we have to save money for luggage fees and to buy the 100 lb. bags of rice when we get there.

Its heart-wrenching to make choices on what to buy when I know the chances of it having life-saving consequences. Infant tylenol liquid, 2 for $20...but it saved a baby's life on day in Cite Soleil because I carried some in my bag. Got to have it.

Even if you cannot donate, please share the site our student, Hannah Rea opened for us online, . I will try to keep you posted when we get in-country, as internet allows.
Hurricane Matthew Haiti Fund by Hannah Rea - Children's Hope is a non-profit organization based out of Sacramento that serves Haiti's most vulnerable children. Our ...
peace, all ways and always, Leisa

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

Children's Hope
Port au Prince, Haiti