When I asked my doña where the new doctor was from she whispered something to me.
"What?"- I asked
"Haiti!" -she whispers again
Ha ha. I laugh because this little old lady feels like she is telling me a secret. I'm sad because the secret is his nationality.
It's kind of funny, and somewhat sad, that even when a trilingual, doctor comes to town to help in the clinic, Dominicans will still whisper that this person came from Haiti.