Childhood marked by penury and hopelessness

Safina Yang, is the name of the protagonist of this story which is not in books, or fiction. Thanks to the talented journalist Cuzcó Tarradell from Santiago de Cuba, a experienced professional of journalism who accomplishes an internationalist mission in Haiti, the followers of the National News of Cuban Television, on Tuesday, November 22, 2016, learned of the touching details of the Haitian girl who stared out at the sea and yearns for the soon return of her beloved little mother.

The blue of the sky joins the oceanic indigo which, serene and somewhat aggressive in moments receives the rays of the sun, always kind, clinging to prove that despite everything life is beautiful, but this reflection doesn’t find a space in the existence of Safina, punished by extreme poverty, by hunger, by the eternal goodbye of her deceased mother because of serious affectations in her heart.

Together with her three sisters she shares the small place where she lives, her feet always bare, full of wounds and scratches, from the heavy, damp marine sand that becomes dense. Safina Yang, who has not gone to school for a year, sleeps on a mattress where all the members of her family, including her father, a peasant woodcutter from the mountains, who tirelessly works to ensure, even once a day the food of his daughters.

Between the uncertainty of an insecure morning and the possibility of not having springs, the days of Safina, an infant of the poorest region of Latin America, pass between sleeplessness, tears and famine, dreaming of her mother's longing for return, beloved being that was snatched away from her forever.

In this enticing real passage, a breath of hope shines, as pure as the breeze of the sea, full of love, tenderness and solidarity, magically cultivated by Cuban doctors. So far they came, cleansed and healed Safina's wounds; they relieved the deepest, from her heart, listening attentively to the little girl and her sisters.

This experience already, is for everyone, UNFORGETTABLE, yes, a word written in capital letters because of the shocking of the event.

Poverty and misery tear the right to life of a girl who cannot play with dolls, who cannot taste goodies, who cannot hug her mother, who silently faces the sea, day after day, night after night, dialogues with the waves and to the passion shown by the internationalists health collaborators, children of the largest island of the Antilles, agreed to pose for the camera to keep records of her moving story.