Today, eight days after Haiti broke, a baby Earthquake bigger than any I've experienced (6.5) took another shot at Haiti. I am now convinced that Haiti is the worst place to be ever. It's one thing to have a giant Earthquake kick your ass, two of its babies come to tug at your hair, and a lot of your people dead, but then the wimpy uncle of the earthquake comes to punch you in the face. Haiti, you must be pretty miserable.
There was, however, a faint glimmer of hope today, as a 15 day old baby was found under the rubble, unharmed. So, I guess he was just hanging out. So, I'm glad for you, parentless, nameless, lost, Haitian child. You are a lucky (?) one.
A pair of innocent tots were pulled out of the mass of stone we call Haiti. One was named Tiki but I didn't catch the name of the other one, a shame really. They're safe and sound, with minor injuries. Which is good, but it's still two more children that have been misplaced.
The last of a group of 50 something orphans made it to the U.S. today. The last one would've been there sooner, but rather than get on the plane, she decided to wander off and play. What a rebellious young scamp. Although, you can't really blame her, she is a kid and kids like to play.
So, Haiti, in a last ditch effort, is starting to recover and looks like everything will be A-Ok.
Oh wait.
What about the Aid that some of the victims are supposed to be getting? Well, the group of victims camped right near Port-Au-Prince Airport (the place where the aid is landing from its aid airplane) is still waiting for help, but it's alright, according to an interview I saw on the T.V. (The most trusted source of information!) the Navy troops deployed to give aid have plenty of food and water for themselves.
Wait...
Cool blog, Liam!
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