Flying to Haiti With Our Mission in Sight
Clutching my aunt's hand, I stared out the small, oval window at the turquoise expanse below. I tried to slow my breathing as the small propeller plane battled every gust of wind. During that last week of spring break 2014, we were finally arriving at our destination. As we flew over the Caribbean Sea on our way to the small island of La Gonave in Haiti, I reminded myself of the steps it took to get here.
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Vol 18
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pp. 205-232
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Vol 25
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