I'm from Haiti. It is one of the poorest countries
in the
world. Some people don't have water in their homes. They have
to go to a
neighbor's home to get water. They carry water in a container
on top of
their heads without a cover on it. I think by the time they get
to their
homes, the water could be contaminated with a lot of germs. It
gets very
dusty on the road. So many people have gotten sick from the contaminated
water from the reservoir.
I was lucky that I was not in that situation.
I grew up with my two brothers and my dad. When I was growing
up, my father tried his best to
make us live comfortably. I was the only girl and also the last born of
the family, so I was very much pampered by them. In spite of all this, I
still got very sick with a severe fever. My family went through a sad
time when I became ill and fell into my dad's and brother's arms. My
oldest brother consulted a doctor after I lay in bed for several days
without eating. They thought they were going to lose me.
My family was praying to God to make me feel
better. After several days spent in the hospital, the illness
subsided, but I was still feeling
weak and listless when I got home. I couldn't continue with my normal
activities for a long time after that. I couldn't attend school for many
months. It was a long time before I could feel healthy again.
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