Monday, January 31, 2011

Waste Not, Want Not

Chef Anna helped me with a good ol' Mom Finch recipe (ol' recipe, not ol' Mom Finch) -- stuffed tomatoes.  Okay, so, it's my derivative of such, as I no longer stuff tomatoes, but rather, stir extra tomatoes into the stuffing and then bake in a pan to maximize the crunchy surface area.  Otherwise, it's her recipe.  A delightful taste sensation that is classically Finch (actually going back to my Mom's Miller Family upbringing in the coal-mining hills of Pennsylvania) -- inexpensive ingredients!  Sauteed celery and onion (w/ salt, pepper, and sage) are mixed into broken pieces of bread along with tomatoes and bacon pieces.  I call it "Bacon Tomato Stuffing."  YUM!


Of course, this savvy, pragmatic Haitian gal trumped me on the frugal factor.  After cutting up the watermelon (yeah, I know it's not the right time of year for that, either, but it sounded good, and Anna had been asking for it for two weeks), I was prepared to dump the rinds into the trash.  But, oh, no -- "Mom!  Will you save the skins for me?  I want to eat them."  Intrigued and a little concerned, I pointed to the green of the rinds and asked, "Eat this?"  She laughed at me, knowing I'd missed the obvious fact that there was yet a thin layer of red fruit flesh that could be bitten off or dug out with a spoon.  And after the main part of dinner, she did just that.  [Photo shows the food I almost wasted -- yep, that's BEFORE she (and Baylor) took their spoons to it.]

Saturday, January 29, 2011

No Joke

Okay, so, a mom, her American son, and her Haitian daughter walk into a Mexican restaurant  .  .  .  after reviewing the "inside voices" expectation, and they are seated in a booth.  Sodas are ordered, nachos and salsa crunched, hot food is on the way.  The only item on the girl's plate she doesn't much appreciate is exactly what brother is coveting.  The sauteed seafood is transferred from one to the other, and both are pleased.

Daughter's south island taste dares the dare; she tries a drop from every bottle of hot sauce (yes, including the habernero, and the xxxtra hot habernero), and likes them all. 

The son who must be related to "Elf" (Will Ferrell character in tights, believes he's an elf; lives on sugar, candy, and syrup; it's the sugar part, not the tights that pertains to the boy) decides something unbelievable -- the sopapillas are too sweet (drizzled with honey).  (So the mom takes one for the team and finishes the dessert.  I know, parenthood is about sacrifices.) 

And after a dinner of magnificent manners and restaurant-appropriate voice volume, the daughter can't help but comment privately with criticism about the ladies two booths behind us -- "Mom, they are talking loud!" 

And as we enter our home, Kreyol-speaking daughter who is growing beautifully in her use of English begins counting her footsteps aloud -- uno, dos, tres, quatro  .  .  .  in Spanish.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Cluvair Arteests

Okay, so, I don't know how to make my keyboard do that little slash thing above a vowel that I think is supposed to make an "e' sound like an "a" -- just pretend that the title sounds French-ish.  Anyway, we've been busy making some artwork and getting it "installed" as "they" say in the art world  .  .  .





The finished piece
 

 The one Hunter, Bay, & Mom did collaboratively last summer

And wires were added to the girls' playroom to make room for the growing collection


Not to be outdone, Jameson made his own four-panel poster of his strengths, dreams, what he loves about Haiti, and what he loves about the U.S.  "Self" can be viewed in the "Boys' Playroom Gallery" on the west side of the south end of the second floor grand foyer.  It is showcased on the dark cork display.

Baylor's "Hibiscus," Summer 2010

Hunter's "Kiwi," Summer 2010

Honoring Anna's request for her art to be framed on the wall as is an abstract painting of Hunter's in the dining area, I scored these awesome, simple frames from Target (again, think French-esque, because we all know it's Tar-jay (soft, soft "j").  (Who can help me with this keyboard-foreign-spelling thing?  Oh, heck, who am I kidding?  I need more than a keyboard trick.)

 "Green Circle" by Jameson

The desk of Artist Anna

 And of Brain-in-overdrive-Baylor.  Has nothing to do with art, really,
just showing you what I live with.  The beige pokey things in the clay pot are the remains of the experimental planting of an entire ear of corn, that has not been watered since October. 
(But can't be thrown way.  Lord, help me.)  

 Sweet Hunter's hand print (done at age 3), Bay's newborn footprint, and NOW, Jameson's thumbprint, and Anna's puckered lips. (We tried the two-finger peace sign; doesn't translate in black paint prints.  Jameson got a big laugh seeing his sister with the gooey dark all over her kisser.)   




We also read today, and worked on sight words, and math, and writing.  (And Starbucks hot cocoa.)

Busy, busy day -- and very, very good. 

Nigh' night!




Say What?

It is with absolute affection that I delight in the kids' evolving mastery of the English language.

Even our little, American-born linguist -- Baylor -- has created humor for us with "Glam Slam" (instead of Glam Salon) or "Cookie Dough Carving" (yep, you guessed it -- Craving). 

Most notably, nuance and connotation are lost in Anna and Jameson's early phase of translation -- "It's a bad song" sounds pretty judgmental, but do you know how to indicate in a foreign language that you prefer something different to which to listen?  Okay, maybe you do, but I sure as heck do not.  When preparing my Kreyol messages for our call to Haiti, I lost any sense of eloquence in having to reword and reword so that I was able to translate with my English-Kreyol dictionary.  It's tough stuff.

The really cute things, though, are purely grammatical -- like their endings on words  .  .  .  "I'm scared" comes out as "I'm scary."  (And this phrase is used a lot in story-telling about the past.)  And the "s" is almost always lost on plurals -- "I pray that Jesus protect all my sister in Haiti  .  .  . " 

On a lighter note, when cold, they get "chicken skin," which was a nice chuckle, but the most entertaining habit is that Jameson has learned to pantomime some of his speaking as he talks so as to be better understood.  He wondered to Daddy, "How girl(s) play basketball with, you know (hands cupped beneath his chest) 'boom-boom'?"  Imagine, really, a wide-eyed, young boy asking this IN EARNEST.  Now, definitely funny.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Hangin' In There

This is the bear that Jameson told us all about as we tucked him into his sleeping bag their first night in our cottage during our visit on the HFI campus -- Monday, this January 3rd, 2011. 

He made sure to tell us that it is his favorite animal, which is saying a lot -- he is giving zoo-kid Hunter a run for his money on the plush animal collection.  And he emphasized that it is the bear he got at the hospital (UPMC in Pitt, last January, 2010) from us -- upon meeting, and just hours before being required to leave to begin what became a very, very long wait.

I remember giving plush animals to Anna and Jameson.  And I remember with certainty that at least one was a bear.  I can't seem to pull from my oatmeal brain of foggy stress and chaos the exact image of this as "the" bear, but if he's hugged it all year while waiting -- loved it 'till it's arm dangled by a few threads -- I'm gonna believe him.

One of our first tasks once finally back in Illinois was to get that arm stitched firmly into place.

And to give his owner -- our son -- a snuggly tuck-in with a back rub.  In his new bed.  At home.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Anna the Diva and Little Tiger, and A Segue or Two

Well, Miss Beatha has decided, quite seriously, that she wishes to be called by the name Anna, which will become one of her middle names when the adoption is finalized.  (We're preserving her given name as her first name on all legal documents, thinking that she may, as an adult, wish to use once again the Haitian name gifted to her by her birth mother.)  Anna is, however, a beautiful choice, and we empathize that it is, indeed, distressing to have a name that is difficult for others to pronounce.  Especially as a "new kid" in the upper elementary years.  [Anna is sort of a family name, after all -- a derivative of my and Baylor's middle name, Ann, which was the first name of my maternal great grandmother, Annie Sherry.  Yes, her last name (pronounced sure-ee) is from where my first name came!  And my paternal aunt -- the fabulous and gentle Aunt Ann, and my paternal great grandmother -- Anne Stoltz.]  Good choice, daughter! 

I tell ya, Beatha, er uh, Anna, and Jameson are two uber smart kiddos.  They ask about ev-er-y-thing -- so, so curious!  "Why do some houses not have an upstairs?"  (That's how some people like their houses.)  "Why do I need to eat healthy food if I'm not sick?"  (So you stay healthy, and grow, and have energy.)  "Can dogs eat white chocolate?"  (Yes, but Bogey is only allowed her special dog food.)  "Why can I see the veins in the back of your hand?"  (Hey!)

And our pink diva is doing quite well at letting new mom be in charge of "Tiger" (Jameson growls playfully with a beaming smile when asked to do something he'd rather not.)  He is still Jameson -- I've just got to have my own mommy nickname for him at home.  So, we've got Diva and Monkey at the 5th grade level and Tiger and Snickerdoodle in 2nd.  What a crew!  Who needs legal names anyway?  [Which reminds me of our college days -- I'm not sure if anyone at Eureka College ('91-'95 at least) had real names.  "Geick" (okay, so that was his real last name) asked me one day during senior year, "So, what is 'Cluv's' name anyway?"  (They'd lived on the same floor for over a year.)  And then, there was Peanut, Hube (oob), Footlocker, and a few names I shouldn't mention.]  Moving on  .  .  .

We've placed our first on-our-own call to Haiti to speak with the kids' birth mom and oldest brother, and all was well.  Both dial-ups went through on the first try, believe it or not!  My brief, prepared Kreyol messages were well-received, and Anna did a great job translating the rest of the time.  For the sake of privacy, I will not share the names of their birth family, but I will offer that the talks were amazing and humbling.  To hear a mother say she is very happy and will sleep well and that she prays for me to be strong (healthy) and will pray especially that night for Hunter and Baylor, too  .  .  .  to have her instruct her two youngest children to behave well and to obey me is, um, indescribable, really.  And the brother had a laughing tone of happiness in his voice, and he was pleased that I attempted some Kreyol and also lectured the kids to obey me and to work hard at school.  Resilience.  Absolute and utter resilience.  And it amazes me thoroughly in the children, too.  They speak of memory after memory -- any of which that would have brought Hunter or Baylor (or me!) to devastation -- and they carry on in a casual tone.  I have no doubt that their continued, positive contact with their birth family has given them much strength during some very difficult years.

They are both anxious to start up at school, and we are making nice progress on all of the necessary appointments and other preparations.  The decision to have ample time at home together has really paid off -- you just can't go back and get the "first days" to do over, and they are so, so comfortable in their new home, now, and with all of us.  It's remarkable the growth and progress already in just over two weeks!






Dreams

Jameson told me one morning over breakfast, "I had a good dream, it was like round door at store and Josianna and Wendy were in it, then I wake up and I want to finish dream."  He then proceeded to share, "Our house at BRESMA not fall down, the buildings go (arms move side-to-side) and 'boom-boom,' but it not fall down.  There is a big 'L' crack, but it not fall down.  The other BRESMA house there are babies and a truck come and give food; so the babies have food.  It not fall down.  Josianna and Wendy mom and dad come and their mom cry a lot and their dad cry a lot and the staff not looking and they leave real fast.  We know we not die because Jesus watch us."

We have received word via an independent, trusted source that Josianna and Wendy are well, have adequate food, and are attending school.  God bless them and their parents.  May they always be together and be well. 

Love and prayers. 

Anna and Jameson pray nightly for their birth family back in Haiti that they will have food and a house to live in.  Needless to say, we've kept the news off of the television, as things in their native land at the moment seem to have gone from catastrophic to worse. 

For all those we love on that island, we beg for mercy and grace.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Pitt Fun from "That's Church"

As a Pittsburgh baby, I follow the blog of Burgh writer Virginia Montanez -- "That's Church" -- big fun.  Lots of laughs.  Found this youtube link from her blog delightful; not entirely sure why -- it's too far past this mommy's bedtime to think much.  Give a click and check it out.  For good laughs, go over to thatschurch.com and scroll through a few entries -- whether you know all of her references or not (I surely don't), I think you'll get some chuckles.  Although, she did once talk about "dippy eggs," and I'm all over that -- for my fellow Illinoisans - that's eggs into which you can dip your toast (I was in my twenties before I heard 'em called "sunny side up".)  Oh, and I just realized that my blog music will conflict with the Youtube video music.  Hm.  Anybody out there know how to circumvent that? 
OH, of course -- thank you to "Gene03" (I believe that's Uncle Gene on Chad's side of the fam?) who responded to this shout-out for tech help -- one need only scroll to the bottom of my blog page to the music player at the very end of the left margin and click "pause!" Okay, so, if you were wondering if I was at all tech savvy, the answer is a definitive "NO!"  We can keep that between us, though, right?



Sunday, January 23, 2011

Getting There

Friends of Beatha and Jameson and parents of Beatha and Jameson's friends -- just a quick shout out to let you know that we've got intentions to get the kids in touch  .  .  .  just finding that everything takes far, far longer than ever anticipated.  What we thought we'd get accomplished in our transition and adjustment one day doesn't happen until days and days down the road.  Grace, Alex, Jimmy, Gertride, Pierre & Ange-Laurette, Savannah, Midelyne, Gavin, Wantz, the Rebers, AW Elementary classmates, "brothers and sisters" of the "Pitt 12" group, and SOOOoooo many others -- we haven't forgotten you!  You're on the master list of this Mama blanc -- promise!  : )

Sunday, January 16, 2011

UPDATED -- A Caribbean Perspective

Each school year, in the first semester of my Geography and Global Studies class, I invite approximately 10 "international speakers" from our community to provide a legit view into at least one country from each of the culture regions we study.  Our small, welcoming Maroa-Forsyth community has a surprisingly diverse population with residents from Zimbabwe to Egypt, from Greece to Japan!  And I routinely pester these gracious folks with a standard set of questions:  What did you find strange about the United States?  What do you like most about the U.S.?  What do you love and miss about your native country?  And so on.  Our land of the free is so vast that, unlike folks in Europe (for example), we need not cross international borders for vacations or access to university or jobs.  We are, therefore, oft a mite bit less aware of international perspectives. 

Anyone out there remember that fab, old show "Third Rock From The Sun?"  Of course, the genius (and the humor) is all wrapped up in the supposed aliens showing us to ourselves from an outsider's perspective.  Well, I thought you guys, yunz, yinz, y'all, or yous might enjoy the perspectives of two elementary school kids from Haiti  .  .  . 

Things Quite Odd About The U.S., the Midwest, Central Illinois, Family Life, and/or our Family, Specifically:
  • How do you go sledding where it is so flat?
  • Flat land that has tornadoes is terrifying.
  • Church is very long (our family is Catholic).
  • What are "inside voices?"
  • Walking in the house
  • Keeping shoes off of the furniture
  • Turning off lights when leaving a room
  • The dog.  She has a bed but sleeps on the floor and couch.  She barks at cars, and squirrels, and leaves.
  • How does Daddy coach basketball and teach math?
  • How is there money inside that (credit) card?
  • Why does the sign on the cooler of ice near the checkout "say," "Buy the big bag?"
  • Why do we have to stand, sit, kneel, and keep switching so much during church?
  • We hate tight seat belts.  (Mama blanc is a safety freak.)
  • Why every people ask us lots of questions?
  • Are those people on tv real?
  • Why do I (Beatha) have to buy "boy shoes" for gym class?

     (Stay tuned for more  .  .    )


Things Delightfully Miraculous About This Place:
  • Starbucks hot cocoa
  • Lots of dresses!
  • We, too, have rice,
  • And hot sauce!
  • Ice cream
  • Basketball clinic with Daddy
  • DVDs, xbox, & wii
  • Yogurt
  • Cheetos
  • Cheetos
  • Did I mention Cheetos?
  • Fancy stores that look like it's outside (Hickory Point Mall with the central hall skylight and real plants)
  • Daddy's team played a very long game Friday night, and when we wake up there's a picture (newspaper) of it already on the breakfast table.
  • Lots and lots of hair ribbons from (the fabric section of) Wal-mart.
  • GI Joe & Star Wars toys!
  • Brownies
  • Dance parties in the living room with Dad's laptop of music
  • Wedge-heel tennies covered in pink sequence (not for gym class)

                                             (More to come over time  .  .  .  )

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Gratitude.

“Through many dangers, toils, and snares I have already come;




‘Tis grace has brought me safe thus far,






And grace will lead me home.”








Amazing Grace -- John Newton (1725-1807)


It is with swelling pride and joyful tears that we announce the homecoming of
Beatha (Bay-AH-tah) Samedy (7/4; 5th grade) & Jameson Mesilas (2/16; 2nd grade).  

As you well know, our annual “Christmas newsletter in July” is six months tardy, but now there is finally news to report! And it is because of you – our family, our friends, and our community. Countless companions on this journey have given us the strength to keep standing, and for that we can never say thank you enough . . .

From the sister who cleaned our bathrooms to the students who made blankets for the children immediately post-quake . . . From the politicians who followed through to the women who risked their lives to save the children they love . . . the children we love. From the news lady who got it right to the fellow “Pitt Mom” with whom I collaborated daily . . . From the good bureaucrat in DC to the assistant coaches who took the lead . . .

Naming each of the angels in our family’s life would require a book, and we are humbled. Deeply.

Haiti to Pittsburgh to home – quake, planes, and two seasons of snow – the kids now settle into their final destination, and we’re taking great care to allow for them all the private nurturing they need in our home. You may see their energetic personalities out and about at Sunday mass and Trojan basketball games, and then, eventually, it will be time for visitors to the house, and for school, and their own clubs and activities. In the meantime, we invite you to stay on as our beloved travel mates right here on our blog site as we offer to you our simple joys and honest foibles.

As we proceed toward finalization of adoption in Illinois, and then, eventual U.S. citizenship, we pray humbly for a bit of boredom – however much is possible for a family of six? 2010 offered adventure enough for a lifetime.

Meci anpil and much love to you and yours!

Forever grateful,
The Cluver Crew – Baylor, Chad, Sherry, Jameson, Beatha, & Hunter

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Date: Wednesday, January 12, 2011, 4:24 PM

This email is from my mom, who is presently in northern Haiti for a month to help rebuild a convent:
(And definitely another post for which to mute the music  .  .  .)

"Dear friends and family, I write this with a very heavy heart, this being the first anniversary of the quake. Things are solemn here. All are experiencing grief and at the same time hope. I met a young man last night, 15-16 yrs. old who showed me his chest and side from the quake. His whole chest cavity and one side were covered with very deep scar tissue. All I could do was rub his scars and wish him well.

All schools and businesses are closed. At 4:55 all will stop for a moment of silence and a prayer. We will be attending mass at 6:00 tonight in remembrance of all those that lost their lives and the MANY that have been displaced and injured. PLEASE keep all of us in your prayers. My emotion runs so deep that I really can't explain it. Not for me but for those who live with the results on a daily basis."

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Most Have Homes, But Some Haitian Orphans Still In Shelters

By Rose Arce and Soledad O'Brien, CNN January 11, 2011 10:09 p.m. EST

(The yellow highlights are mine. --Sherry)  (And my current music selection on this blog does not quite fit the subject matter of this post; so, please feel free to hit "mute" before reading.  Meci.)

Valencia, one of the orphans on a harrowing bus ride,
was at risk of dying from heat exhaustion.
(CNN) -- In the middle of a snowstorm nearly a year ago, a planeload of 54 Haitian children landed in Pennsylvania as part of an airlift of orphans stranded by the powerful earthquake that devastated their country.  They were taken to Pittsburgh's Holy Family Institute, where they were thrilled by the flush toilets, running water and plentiful food, said the institute's president and CEO, Sister Linda Yankoski. 
Their stay at the facility for troubled or abused children was supposed to be temporary, just until U.S. adoptive families took them in, she said.

Wednesday is the first anniversary of the Haiti quake, and by now most of those children have moved into adoptive homes, as have hundreds of others around the country who arrived in similar airlifts.  But many spent months in federal custody -- some even experiencing their second winter detained in shelters in Pennsylvania and Florida, still waiting for their lives in America to truly begin.  "They are confused, they feel rejected, they wonder what's going to happen to them and whether they are ever going to be with a family as they were promised," said Michelle Abarca, a lawyer with the Florida Immigrant Advocacy Center, which is representing some of the children who were taken to Miami.  They faced rejection in Haiti, rejection here. It's all rejection."

The children's complex legal status unfolded because they were airlifted out of Haiti in the midst of a crisis, believed to be orphans in the process of being adopted by U.S. parents. The plan was to finish the adoptions in the United States, an unusual exception to international adoption protocol.  But once the children were in the United States, it quickly became clear not all of them were orphans already matched with U.S. families. Even for those who were, completing adoptions from so far away had obstacles.

"I believe it was done with the best of intentions," said Cheryl Little, director of the Florida Immigrant Advocacy Center. "But we are challenged as never before to determine what's in the best interests of the child."  The airlifts were a humanitarian gesture prompted by an outcry over conditions at Haitian orphanages after the earthquake. The 54 children taken to Holy Family were typical -- they had been stranded at the BRESMA Orphanage in Haiti's capital, Port au Prince, run by two sisters from Pittsburgh, Jamie and Ali McMutrie.  Using social media, the sisters told dramatic stories of babies exposed to the elements, being rocked by aftershocks, living without food and water. Pennsylvania Gov. Edward G. Rendell heard the appeal and enlisted the Obama administration to help airlift the children to Pittsburgh.

In all, the United States granted 1,090 children, including the 54 in Pittsburgh, what it calls "humanitarian parole," effectively permission to enter and stay in the United States on special visas while their U.S. adoptive parents complete the paperwork here, rather than abroad as is usually required.  "Massive deaths, that's what would have happened if they had not gotten humanitarian parole," said Diana Boni, director of All Blessing International, the adoption agency that works with the BRESMA orphanage.  "I would estimate that about 50 percent of the children (who) were airlifted out ... would have died. All the agencies were struggling to even get food to children in all the orphanages."

About 400 children immediately moved in with U.S. families trying to adopt them, said Jeffrey Kelley, spokesman for the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services.  But HHS ended up with custody of another 660 children as their complicated legal situation was sorted out. They were placed in foster homes or shelters used for children who enter the country illegally.  A string of government agencies was able to get most of them placed with adoptive parents or in foster homes in days. But a few dozen remained detained in shelters over the course of the year for a variety of reasons:
• Some children did not have firm commitments from U.S. adoptive parents.
• In about a dozen cases, the U.S. adoptive parents changed their minds and returned the children to
  shelters.
• In other cases, the biological parents in Haiti had not finished paperwork declaring they were giving
  up their children for adoption, or the paperwork was missing.
• The Haitian government slowed the adoption process further after one group of Americans was
   arrested for trying to illegally depart the country with children.

Eventually, one by one, all but 15 of the children moved in with families.

In the case of the 54 who arrived in Pittsburgh that snowy night, HHS contracted with Holy Family Institute to care for them. In turn, Holy Family hired staff who spoke Creole and arranged trauma counseling for the children, along with weekly phone calls to their biological families, Yankoski said.
The children began to go to school and learn English as they waited, living in a 5,000-square-foot home segregated from the delinquent children who usually make up the institute's population.

At first, the adoptions moved quickly, but 12 were still at Holy Family for Christmas.   "In the context of crisis and chaos on the ground, 12 of the children who came to the U.S. had not been matched with prospective adoptive families prior to the earthquake and the wishes of the birth families were unclear," said Sharon Parrott, human services policy counselor to the HHS secretary. To safeguard these children, the government of Haiti, in collaboration with the United States government, identified and spoke with each of the birth families that could be located.  When it was established that the birth families wanted the children matched with adoptive families in the U.S., HHS worked with the Holy Family Institute ... to identify families that could best meet the needs of each individual child."

The number of children at Holy Family dwindled to five just last week as children were matched with U.S. families cleared for adoption. Another 10 children remain in custody in Florida, either in foster homes or shelters where children who enter the country illegally are usually detained.

"Given the situation (in Haiti) and what was happening on the ground, people did the best they could at the time," said Yankoski, adding that she believes the time spent at Holy Family has allowed the children there to adjust to American life.  They will be better suited for adoption after this slow transition," she said, noting that the children have open adoptions that allow for contact with their birth parents.

Boni, of the All Blessing International adoption agency, credits federal agencies for their swift and effective rescue effort, but she is critical of what happened in the small number of cases where the adoption process hit snags.  Some of the BRESMA kids were brought in prematurely, before the humanitarian parole program had been established, their paperwork was not here when they arrived ... the obstacles they faced here were all bureaucratic," she said.  Also, Boni said, the shelters are "very inappropriate places for these kids" because they were designed to house children with illegal immigration or social issues for short periods of time.  I'm not sure what their crime was," she said of the Haitian children still in custody, "but they've been in jail for a year."

The government has defended its handling of the children, telling CNN the shelters provided the children with "excellent" care, including therapy for their trauma.  "We believe that the program implemented protected both the children and the integrity of the adoption process," said Parrot of HHS. "The program resulted in more than 1,000 children being united with their adoptive families in the United States."  In 2009, the year before the quake, the U.S. State Department processed 330 adoptions from Haiti. The earthquake prompted the government to open the door to hundreds more, in some cases reducing to weeks what can be a four-year process.

In a report being released on the quake anniversary, the Florida Immigration Advocacy Center spotlights the difficulty in making sure adoptions are legitimate and in the children's best interests when they are rushed.  "Given the emergency nature of their evacuation from Haiti, some children were brought without proper entry documents or evidence of the ongoing adoption process begun in Haiti," the report said. "A few adoptions have failed, and some children's permanent placements are still unclear."  The report also describes children who were taken out in medical evacuations, never intended for adoption, but nonetheless in the United States now with no parents to care for them.

It tells the story of 3-year-old Christina, who was rescued from the earthquake's rubble, and 5-year-old Odette, who was crushed in the collapse of her school. They were treated at U.S. hospitals after being evacuated, then detained in federal shelters upon release.  In cases like theirs, the advocacy center wants the U.S. government to grant their parents visas to come to the United States and join them. Meanwhile, HHS is continuing to house and provide medical care for them at its shelters.

The airlifts also raised issues for U.S. families who launched emotional campaigns to get the children they were adopting to safety. These parents had to finish the adoptions from long distances, dealing with a country in crisis.  Usually, children adopted abroad enter the United States holding U.S. passports as the children of U.S. citizens. The Haitian refugee children arrived as Haitian citizens, ineligible for U.S. citizenship until they lived with U.S. families for at least two years. If they turned 18 before that time was up, they would lose the opportunity to gain U.S. citizenship.  In December, President Obama signed the Help Haiti Act, which puts the Haitian children on equal footing with other children adopted abroad.


The airlifts were criticized even as they were happening. They were described as "hasty" by international child advocacy groups like Save the Children, which said that the "adoptions would risk permanently breaking up families, causing long-term damage to already vulnerable children, and could distract from aid efforts in Haiti."  Haiti had an estimated 350,000 orphans before the earthquake and as many as 1 million afterward, according to Haitian government estimates. Many had parents unable to care for them but not willing to permanently relinquish them, according to UNICEF, the United Nations Children's Fund, which raised concerns at the time that child traffickers might pray on this vulnerable population.

HHS' Parrott said it was an "extraordinary" program undertaken in the best interests of the children.  "The program was limited in scope and designed to ensure that every effort was made to verify documentation and mitigate the risk of anyone taking advantage of the system to improperly remove children from Haiti," she said.

The concerns raised by international child advocates met headlong with the compelling stories of desperation and danger coming out of Haiti that captured the attention of the media and political leaders.
At the Haiti orphanage Maison des Enfants des Dieu, 135 children were languishing in high temperatures without clean food or water while U.S. adoptive parents pressured their government to help them get the children out.

Valencia, one of the orphans on a harrowing bus ride, was at risk of dying from heat exhaustion.Their plight is chronicled in "Adopting Haiti," a documentary by independent filmmaker Timothy Wolfer being released on the quake anniversary. It tells the story of how the children were taken on a harrowing bus ride from Maison to the U.S. Embassy amid fears some children might perish in the heat. The bus was turned back because the U.S. government had not yet authorized the airlifts.

The documentary tells how media attention, including that of CNN, helped persuade U.S. officials to act. The documentary features both the biological and adoptive parents of one girl, who describe the painful separation process of the adoption.  Adoptive parents call the airlifts a great success. The Maison children included a boy whose adoptive mother, Kim Harmon, is director of For His Glory, the U.S. adoption agency that runs Maison.  "We just finalized our adoption last week for our son, Benjamin Jhonsley Harmon," she told CNN in a recent e-mail. "Ben fits right in, and it is as if he were always a part of our family. He is a typical boy full of life and energy."

A recent image of Valencia, 15 pounds heavier than when she left Haiti, living with her adoptive parents in Colorado.Another of the children on that harrowing bus ride, Valencia, was at risk of dying from heat exhaustion. A year later, her adoptive parents have a picture of her on their website, 15 pounds heavier and living with them in Denver, Colorado.

In Haiti, the number of children in need of new homes continues to grow, and the United States has reopened the door to new adoptions. The Maison des Enfants de Dieu orphanage featured in "Adopting Haiti" has filled up again with children destined for U.S. adoptions, this time to be completed in Haiti. The McMutrie sisters returned to Haiti in August to help families find ways to keep their children, but already they are caring for seven newly orphaned toddlers.  "We can't wait to see the kids growing and thriving in their new homes, and, like all the children we lived with and continue to live with in Haiti, we will love them and be connected with them for their entire lives," the McMutrie sisters told CNN by e-mail from Haiti.

Back in Pittsburgh, Yankoski said the situation reminds her of U.S. orphanages at the turn of the last century, when parents left children because they had no means, not because they didn't want them. The difference is the Haitian children also have suffered the trauma of an earthquake destroying their home, lived through an emergency airlift to a foreign land and spent a year in an institution.  "It's really a shame, because most of these families turn the children over because they need support and can't feed them. I can't imagine any of these families wanting to give them away. There needs to be a different system, but there isn't, so at least these kids have a way to a better life," she said.

The children still at Holy Family often ask their parents by phone if they have anything to eat or places to live, expressing concern over the families they've left behind.  "It's quite heartbreaking," Yankoski said.  "In the long run, the children are going to grow up and want to know why they are here and how did they get here and where is their own home and their own parents," she said. "This is a good solution, it's not a complete solution. But it's a solution for now and I can understand why their parents would have chosen it given what they were facing."

CNN's Alsye Shorland contributed to this report.

Friday, January 7, 2011

HOME! There is no place like home. The kids are home!!!

Yes!  Wi!  Amen!  We are family.  Celebrate good times.  Sweet home Chicago (well, sort of).  This is home.  And over a few evenings I will eventually write for you our journey, and yes, post some pics  .  .  .  but it's past 11pm and the kids will need me in the morning -- all four of them!