[posted by Linda Manz]
My visit to Bassim Zim was similar to Kathy’s, a beautiful
waterfall amidst the dusty and arid landscape of Haiti. However, after leaving our car, we were
surrounded by a group of very friendly boys.
Two of them introduced themselves to me and latched on to my arms,
pushing away the others who were also trying to hold my hand. After viewing the
falls, we climbed rocky stairs up to a cave where, the boys said, voodoo was
practiced. By now, I realized that my
“boy scouts” were hoping for money for their services. The climb was not difficult, but they
assisted me over unstable areas and streams, still swatting away other
boys. However, they were always very
polite to me. Returning to the car, I was happy to tip them for their help,
mostly because of their resourcefulness in the face of poverty. I have a feeling they had done this a few
times!
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