Haiti, the real land of Freedom. Why you should go deeper than Donald Trump’s statement

Haiti, the real land of Freedom. Why you should go deeper than Donald Trump’s statement

When Wendelle vent, 1: The dictatorship of The visa

Let me vent and scream my disagreements with those artists who perpetuate the dictatorship of the American visa, selling the dream that defines success by your ability to perform in a little bar in Brooklyn and thus far minimize the work of those who are able to fill a room at carrefour and make an entire youth dance.

A day in Miami

I’m sharing a small list of activities that you can do in Miami in a day. A list that I concocted just for your happiness.

Dear Young Wendy

Dear Wendy

Today is your birthday. You just cut your hair off and you’re getting ready to leave Haiti for college.

The chronicles of a haitian girl in Argentina: What I learn from living in Buenos Aires

Buenos Aires is far from what I was expecting. Not that I’m deceived. Far from that. I actually find myself being attracted by this unexpected side. I’m taking you in every step of this journey, so you’re with me for the good and the bad

The chronicles of a Haitian girl in Argentina: The Preparation

The main reason of me moving to Argentina? My Spanish teacher. I’m serious. For the first time in my life I experienced what most of my interlocutors feel when I’m talking to them about Haiti.

7 reasons to live in Taiwan

I can’t explain what is this thing that I have for islands. But whatever it is, I feel grateful that it actually took me to Taiwan.

1o Fun facts about Haiti

A few days ago I read an article about Haiti! It was pretty interesting since it actually gave to whoever was reading it 10 fun facts about Haiti that this person probably didn’t know. So I decided to make an English version of it so I can make all these informations available for everybody

The day I realized that I was wasting my twenties

You’ll get to the point that heartbreaks will be a physical pain that will burn your chest until calcination, that your eyes will dry out from crying too much, and your voice will recede slowly from yelling your pain. But you will grow from it. No pain is endless.

Chronicles of a haitian girl in Paris

I wander in the cold streets of Paris. It’s raining! I Look at my watch: It’s 6:30. The weather is refreshing. I’m discovering everything about this city. Paris is new to me.