Nally-Enska smiled as she sang. Her voice blended with hundreds of voices, bouncing off the mountains of Haiti and filling the village of Lastic with beautiful music. Everywhere she looked, people smiled and laughed with joy. While Nally-Enska watched, flowers began to grow and bloom! Reds, blues, and yellows dotted the landscape. Next, the dry, barren hills around them sprouted lush, green trees. How could it happen? Nally-Enska did not understand.