WORK: Ayiti: > Hôpital de L'Artibonite
On the days following the catastrophic Haitian earthquake of 2010, the road leading out of Port au Prince into the mountains north, was filled with thousands escaping utter destruction and chaos. Many would travel for hours or days toward rural based medical facilities such as Hospital Albert Schweitzer in the Artibonité Valley of central Haiti. This flood of injured souls would overwhelm the HAS staff. However dark the moment was, it would not shut down the hospital. HAS continued to help those in need under endless pressure, as it has since 1956. Thru decades of political violence, waves of disease, hurricanes and millions living in abject poverty, the hospital has continued its humanitarian service to the Haitian people.
Hospital Albert Schweitzer or (HAS), has been providing medical care and community development programs to the impoverished peoples of Haiti’s Artibonité River Valley for over fifty years. This region of Haiti suffers from some of the worst environmental conditions and poverty in the world. The hospital has sustained in what is seemingly an endless humanitarian crisis. The poverty and environmental destruction going hand and hand, Haitians fight daily to survive off a land that has been brutalized due to poverty and lack of progressive national development.
Though the backdrop against which HAS provides its services is incredibly harsh, it is the hospital’s commitment embraced by the Haitian spirit which moves it forward into a hopeful and more progressive era.
It’s Not Supposed to Be Easy, But When Can it Be?
by Nicolas Rawson Atkins, HAS Community Art Projects Manager
On a day when I was high up in the mountains above Haiti, I thought about how difficult it was for me to get up there. I’m hiking for miles, its intensely hot, I have very little water, I’m hungry, I’m tired, for the most part lost, and then a mother walks by gracefully carrying a baby and some huge heavy thing on her head. And I think to myself “ This is the everyday life for this mother and her baby, walking miles to go see a doctor, to get water, to get food”. And yet somehow every person that walked passed me had a smile on their face, said hello, told a story or showed something new and interesting to a stranger. Each moment I experience like this, I’m glad and grateful to witness the true source of Haitians strength and I hope that others may in some way catch a glimpse of what life is really like in Haiti.
From the far flung mountains to the rubble of the capitol, the people of Haiti have the strength to survive but need the world’s help to get them on their feet.
10/13/2010