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Ayiti se fò. Ayiti ap siviv.

Ten years ago this month I boarded a plane for an island country I knew little about and, frankly, had never really given much thought. I was 18, I didn't give a lot of thought to a lot of things.

A decade later, it's rare that a day goes by that I don't think about my time in Haiti.

When the tiny half-an-island nation was obliterated by the earthquake one year ago today, I found myself glued to my TV. Watching helplessly from the frozen north,  I worried for my friends. I was taken back to the winter of 2001 that I spent in Port-Au-Prince.