About the Book
This is a love story set in Haiti at the overture of the events of 1986. It is a historical drama of which Francois and Adeline are the main fictional characters. The couple is thrown into the turmoil of the revolution that saw the downfall of the dictatorial regime of the ?Baby Doc?.
This book is quite unique. It has the scope of a classic novel with the magical talent of pulling people away from the morbid lethargy of our time.
It is a touching love story, an advocacy for agriculture, and a dramatic call for unity and peace in a country torn to shreds by dictatorship and social discrimination
This book wants the world to remember ?the sweet perfume of the ripening tropical fruit??
It is an invitation to dream of peace and serenity.
It is the story of a couple whose love is as sensitive as the silence that gradually envelopes the mountains at nightfall.
It is a novel that invites you to claim the right to enjoy the fruits of liberty in an upside down world.
?Crossing Treacherous Paths? is a book that compels you to never forget the hometown where you have left your ancestry. It is a unique story. It is written with ingenuity. It is a cry from the heart, a call to courage. It invites everyone who reads it to search their soul and open their hearts, rather then closing their eyes to their surroundings.
May all the Haïtians join hands and together forge a passage through time, towards a peaceful state; while polishing the pearl of the Caribbean to shine once again and rebuilding it into a decent place in which to live under the sun.
May the pages of this book entice the moral and spiritual understandings of Haïtians living in Haïti and elsewhere in such a way that they will commit to work together with patriotism and honesty towards the continuous welfare of their country.
About the Author
Exileine Samedi was born in Jérémie, a City in the Grand?Anse Department in Haiti. She used to spend the summer vacation in Montogé, a nearby countryside, which was incredibly fresh and beautiful. The peasant customs and the nature?s serenity strongly marked her young mind.
Exileine finished high school in Port-au-Prince, the capital, where she subsequently attended college and majored Social Work.
Shortly after her arrival in the United States, she entered New Jersey City University, where she completed her studies in Sociology.
Exileine worked with the refugees? resettlement program for 12 years. She has always shown great love for her country and her compatriots. She is a fighter, who never gave up and strongly believes in the rehabilitation of Haiti.
?Haiti, in spite of everything, offers assurance of sunshine and hope awakening sunrise and serenity in the moon or the stars brightening the sky every season?
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La terre où l?on est né.
The land of one?s birth
The ?C O H A T A? had just landed on runway number two at Jérémie?s Airport. The highway traders climbed into the awaiting cars and made their way to town via Anse d?Azur. The last passenger to alight from the plane was a tall man, dressed in grey. His stride was easy. He adjusted his sunglasses and looked around him as if wanting to make an indelible print of his surroundings onto his memory. Within a few minutes, he climbed aboard a Jeep, which took a narrow and sinuous path in an easterly direction and disappeared in a cloud of dust. Near the Saint-Antoine Hospital the driver slowed down. The man glanced at the houses roofed with red shingles. Their courtyards surrounded by walls covered with hibiscus, lined both sides of the street. From the hills leading to the hospital until Bordes and Au Chasse, the houses were of simple architecture but ever so clean and pretty. At Carrefour Sanon, the Jeep stopped.


?The road ends here,? the driver said, ?you?ll have to go the rest of the way on foot or on horseback.?
The two men shook hands and said their good-byes. The driver turned around and the traveler, with the help of two boys who carried his luggage, made his way to Bobon River where a horse was waiting to take him to Montogé.
Hidden at the heart of the Grand?Anse, Montogé is a little-known area, a corner of paradise. The incurable romantic would say that from north to south, this Eden, encircled by orchards; the shade of those trees together with the sweet perfume of their ripening fruit, invites to dreams of love. From east to west, the bird songs, accomplices to the enveloping beauty, melt into the cascading waters of little streams, joining into a marvelous concert of peace and serenity stretching to infinity.


Whether you?re on assignment or you?re just taking a walk, at the entrance of this community, you cannot avoid stopping and admiring its natural beauty. The orange trees bowing reverently under their heavy load, beside the mango and apricot trees, offer their fruit in sacrifice to the burning sun while seemingly drawing a spectacular ?Welcome? in golden letters across the bluest of skies. We can easily understand why Jean Brière, Etzer Villère, Emile Roumer etc., poets of the Haitian literature, these men with magic fingers, were so thirsty for this enchanting beauty.