Hearts of Haiti

100% OF THE PROCEEDS GO DIRECTLY TO THE RESTAVEK FOUNDATION'S TEAM IN HAITI

It happens every time a massive natural disaster strikes.
Floods, Tsunami, Hurricanes, Earthquakes... All followed closely by human traffickers.

Haiti is no exception.
Chaos, looting, violence, food and clean water shortages, and the desperation which comes at the moment all stability is removed by such an event...
The world's best relief workers pour into the country, but they are not arriving alone. Slave traders see opportunity in the midst of the turmoil. Young ladies become widows... desperate for the normalcy and stability they have lost. Children become ophans... huddled in the ruins of what was once their playground of a city. But none of them should become slaves.

Not ever.

But child slavery, prostitution, mistreatment, abuse, and torture have been in Haiti since before the earthquake.

Parents unable to care for their children often send them to live with relatively more affluent families. They are bound to these families, stripped of all individuality, social or political voice, denied an education, forced to work as long as their strength remains, with no compensation, no hope for change, no love...

Restaveks.
It means 'one who stays with'.
And there were 300,000 of them in Haiti before the earthquake.

Jean-Robert Cadet was a restavek once. Beyond his years of hardship, beatings and brutality- he escaped through the avenues of education. He has fought for years, establishing the Restavek Foundation, and raising awareness and support to educate as many of these children as possible... so they might escape as he did.

Since the earthquake, the team in Port-au-Prince, Haiti has been working day-to-day, distributing food when they have it, finding supplies, setting up a makeshift clinic, and attempting... against all hope... to find the Restavek children who were under their care. 450 kids, in 25 schools across Haiti. Many of them in the worst-hit places around Port-au-Prince.

Before the evil of human trafficking can take them, we pray daily for Jean Cadet and his comrades to find their children and take them to safety.

We love you, Haitian people who have suffered loss.
We love you, relief workers from among the nations.
We love you... yes, even you men of wicked heart... we cannot stand idly by and let you hurt those kids, though... not without a fight.

Nou Renmen Nou Tout