During blackouts in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, Edwidge Danticat’s aunt and grandmother would entertain the family by telling stories. The power of her elders’ oral histories and narratives captivated Edwidge: “It was one of the few times where the adults were truly joyful,” she recalls, “that’s when I thought I want to be a writer—to create for others that magic of a living story.”
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