Met a sports journalist who came to Haiti to cover the world-cup qualifier against US Virgin Island for BBC.
Haiti won, by the way. 6-0!
Apparently it was totally expected.
"But it was great. Haitians needed this. To be proud."
Yes, power of sports. One and only.
Heated-up conversation over a couple of rhum sour's.
He asks.
"So why aren't you using your swimming skills and experiences to make people happy?"
"Why aren't you writing if you like writing so much?"
Hmm. Why?
Maybe because I want children to be educated more than for them to be able to swim.
I haven't found a pool or a swim club.
But that's right. I've always done it.
Always taught children and adults who wish to swim in all the countries I lived.
Why not here?
I have been so intimidated by theft, kidnapping, agression and selfish attitudes, and I haven't opened my heart.
I need to be closer to the Haitians.
Need to find a solution.
Which could be swimming.
My secret weapon.