Community Island School
Vocational Technical Professional
​Maranatha of the Love of God

Sosua, Dominican Republic

About This School
These schools are Haitian Schools for children whose families needed to leave Haiti, and come to Dominican, in search of a better life.  The first of these schools started by Noelson opened its doors on February 4, 2008.  These schools provide for these children an environment that holds their culture and language.

A lot of these children don’t have legal paper work to stay in Dominican, and when they reach a certain age
they risk being kicked out of the country back to Haiti.  Also, the more children we get legal paperwork for, the better chance we have of getting the school registered with the government, thus creating a solid and self sustaining educations program for these children in Dominican.

Money from the
sales of these books goes to everything from supplies and teachers pay, to registering the children with legal paperwork so they can stay in the country.  This money also provides food for the children at lunch time. When I was there they had rice and bony chicken legs with almost no meat. A child cannot survive on rice alone, these books can also provide better brain food for these sweet little ones.​

My Story
This school was completely unplanned. I had come down to Dominican Republic to work on ​​​​​Davris’ Favorite Domino, in Colegio Evangelico Nueva Visoin. While there, my friend Antonio, in Dominican, who I had met at the resort a year ago asked me if I was interested in visiting another school.  I said “of course!!”. I was interested in visiting every school! I was extremely excited by this idea, I had never been in any schools in foreign countries before.

​Antonio took me to visit a very ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​small Haitian school nearby. The kids were so excited to have a visitor and loved the drawing and colouring. By the end of the week they were climbing all over me and being so silly. Lol.  I loved it!  One little guy threw a fit one day and didn’t want to colour. In anger he went to my backpack to look through it, I didn’t care and let him search.  It was full of pencil crayons which he took 4 or 5 packs of and walked away, calm now. I followed him outside with my camera to see what he was going to do with them. He put them all in his backpack! When I went to take the picture of him doing this, he gave me this adorable cheeky little smile.  What a monkey!

​Noelson, the gentleman who started this school, also has many other locations. We took a ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​motor bike out into the country side, on a very bumpy road, to visit to more schools. I was brand new at riding on the back of a bike, this trip was my first time ever, what a blast for me.

Motor bike ride!

The first school was just outside an abandoned cane field, the government had shut the factory down a few years earlier. Haitian families still live in a small community of buildings that basically looked like a few really run down motels made of concrete; Each room was about 10 feet by 8 feet. There were about 3 of these buildings. In the middle of them was a building just as run down that they were using for the school.
My favorite memory of visiting this school was the ​​​​​​​bumble bee pins I had brought with me to give out. One little guy loved the idea and wanted to help me distribute them. He held the bag of bees in one hand, and with the other hand he held me.  He led me along one of these motel buildings towards a courtyard. Before we reached the courtyard, there was a very old man sitting outside his front door.
​He had no teeth and was very weathered.  He smiled a gummy smile when we gave him a pin, and then motioned for me to put it on his shirt. This was probably one of the most humbling moments, pinning this silly little pin on this man's shirt, he was so happy, and so was I.​
In the courtyard there were a few mothers, smaller children and teen age boys. Every pin we gave out, my little helper would look at me and with his sweet little eyes and ask if this person could have one. We didn’t speak the same language... but we understood each other perfectly.​​​​​​​​​​​
The third location was in a community on a hill, with ​​​​​​small houses lined up on two streets. The school was in one of these buildings. It was so crammed with kids and so hot in there, I think at least 3 fights broke out between the kids while I was there.
After visiting these Haitian schools and the original school I had come to do the book in,​​​​​​​​​​ I ended up with about 750 drawings.  When I got home and finished cutting and pasting Davris’ Favorite Domino, there were so many drawings left over, and I didn’t want the original school to have to share the money that will come in from this book, so I wrote the story, Abisua's Daydream, and created the illustrations from all the beautiful drawings left over.​​​​
Heidi-Marie xoxo
I hope you love this story and this book as much as I loved creating it. All these sweet kids and I are pleased to present ​​​​​​​​'Abisua's Daydream'!!