[posted by Max Turkaly]

During my trip I met Benkasey Joseph. He is in the 12^th grade. He is twenty years old and lives in Cerca Cavajal, Haiti. His mother is a street merchant and his father is a delivery man. He has five siblings. His family is considered middle class. They are fortunate to have electricity in their home, so when we stayed late for an English class at the school he brought the light bulb from his bedroom to school so we would have light.

One day he took me on a tour of Cerca Cavajal. We went to two manmade lakes. I also saw a lot of the village where most of the people live in Cerca Cavajal. While we were walking around he would point to something and tell me what it was in Creole and then I told him what it meant in English.