Stories I Do Not Know
Updated: Jan 11, 2022
I was feeling a bit nervous and alone that day... sitting all alone on the sidewalk waiting on the chaos inside the office to subside. It had been closed for months and there were so many people waiting. Later I would be pulled up forcibly through the noisy, shoving crowd and marched in to finally get my picture taken for a Haitian driver's license. I was the last one in, and the gate was chained behind me. I was sure glad my husband had a policeman friend!
But right then, as I was waiting, these two ladies impressed me. I wondered about their stories.
I thought that probably they had gotten up early that morning and bought the single melon, the pile of fresh ginger along with a few cloves and a tin can measure of sugar, and just showed up where they knew there would be a crowd. I hoped that they would be ok. That they would survive the hardness of the day and maybe multiply what they had.
I do not know their stories.
But I am full of admiration at how the people of this country show up with what they have.