To the new Haitian generation, it is not only a question of asking them to read, but of understanding that reading means giving themselves a chance. The chance to think differently, to decide differently, to dream differently and above all to build differently. Haiti doesn’t just need hands. It needs enlightened minds. It doesn’t just need energy. She needs conscience. And this consciousness is nourished, patiently, in the silence of books. So, to you who still have everything in front of you: don’t let screens replace pages, nor the snapshot erase depth. Take a book. Open it. Persevere. Because one day, without you realizing it, what you read will become who you are.
