Wednesday, December 13, 2017 - by Misty Wheeler, Dalton State College
That’s all it took for Handel Estivene’s world to crumble around him.
When it happened, Mr. Estivene didn’t know if he had been in a car wreck or if a bomb had been detonated. All he knew is the ground was shaking. Buildings were falling around him, and everything turned white with the dust from debris.
It took a moment to realize he had been in an earthquake, one of the most destructive ever.
That was Jan. 12, 2010 outside of Port-au-Prince, Haiti. It registered 7 on the Richter scale and was responsible for the deaths of more than 100,000 people. More than 300,000 were estimated to have been injured, and approximately 1.5 million people were displaced.
“Thirty-five seconds felt like 35 hours,” Mr. Estivene said. “It happened so fast, but you were without control. You don’t know if the ground is going to open up. You don’t know if that building is going to fall on you. You just had to wait. And you didn’t know when it was going to end. Then came the aftershocks. And more aftershocks.”
Mr. Estivene was only 15 at the time, but his family made the hard decision to send him to America alone, knowing it would give him more opportunities than if he stayed in Haiti.
That is what eventually led him to where he is today: a soon-to-be graduate of Dalton State College with a degree in marketing.
“Something happened to me nearly eight years ago,” Mr. Estivene said. “This horrible event changed my life. But now I’m walking toward the stage to get my diploma.”
Haiti was in political turmoil in the mid-1990s, which led to gunfire in Port-au-Prince on a regular basis. With the hospital downtown, Mr. Estivene’s mother didn’t feel safe giving birth there. Instead, she flew to the states to stay with her sister until Haiti was safe again.
This gave Mr. Estivene status as an American citizen. That decision is what set his path in Dalton 23 years later.
Education was so important to Mr. Estivene’s family, they enrolled him in strict Catholic schools in Port-au-Prince, approximately an hour away from his home. The day of the earthquake had been an early release day at the high school.
Mr. Estivene was on the way from home, in the car with his older brother and their two best friends, when the ground began shaking.
“I went from happiness in a car riding home from school to 35 seconds later with everything going totally white,” Mr. Estivene said. “The car was shaking. People were running, but no one could stand on their feet. They were falling. Our buildings have a lot of cement block. All the walls were falling into the street.”
In a panic, Mr. Estivene began laughing hysterically and shaking all over.
Rubble filled the streets. It was impossible to drive, so the boys began running home.
Resources were already limited in Haiti, and it was clear they would be even more limited following the earthquake. Haiti was a poor country full of corruption and rebellions, he said. The country was already struggling, and in that moment, any progress that had been made was lost.
Soon the word spread that American citizens had only to show up at the airport with their passports, and they could leave Haiti.
“My mom said, ‘You either go out of the country or you live with your uncle,’” Mr. Estivene said. “She was saying she didn’t know how the country was going to be after the earthquake. Supplies were limited. Criminals had escaped jails. You were seeing death, bodies, robberies. People were hungry; they were just trying to survive.
“I was the only one who had the opportunity to leave. I was the only one that was an American citizen. They made me understand it was best for the family for me to go. I knew I had to do what was needed of me.”
Mr. Estivene was put on a plane to Orlando. He didn’t speak English. He was given a phone number to contact an aunt when he landed, but since communications were down in Haiti she didn’t know to expect him ahead of time. He expected his time in the states to be limited to a month or two and never quite felt at home at his aunt’s in Florida, so he asked his parents to come home.
Instead, his parents put him on another plane. This time to Atlanta to live with a family he’d never met. He was confused because he wanted to go home to Haiti but his parents decided it wasn’t safe for him to return yet.
Mr. Estivene’s dad is a Baptist minister, and missionaries had been staying with him in Haiti. A missionary had overheard a conversation about Mr. Estivene not wanting to live in Florida and offered him a home.
“The missionary made a call to his wife and asked how she felt about having a Haitian kid come live with them for a few months,” he said. “I got to Atlanta in February, and it was cold, and I didn’t have a coat. And there’s this man waiting on me I’d never met before. I landed in Atlanta on Friday, and by Monday I was in high school.
“My English was horrible. I came from a very strict Catholic, uniform-wearing-don’t-talk-you-still-get-spanked school to an American high school with thousands of kids who had no respect for authority. I hated it.”
Over time, Mr. Estivene began to adapt to life as a teenager in America, and the couple in Atlanta became his legal guardians.
“They call me son, and I call them Mom and Dad,” he said. “I had grown up in a rebellious and corrupt country. I had to adapt. There were a lot of things I had seen that a lot of people my age in the states hadn’t. I knew what it was like to go out and not know if I would ever come back home. It was quite a culture shock.”
“My parents – all four of them – wanted me to go to school, and I knew I had to,” Mr. Estivene said. “My adoptive mother chose Dalton State for me because it was far enough away but still close enough to home. It was also affordable enough for me to be able to pay for it. I trusted her to choose a good school for me.”
Life at Dalton State was a stark contrast to what he experienced in the Atlanta area high school.
“People were interested in my story,” Mr. Estivene said. “They wanted to hear about me. They didn’t see me as ‘weird’ like they had in high school. Everyone here knows we’re here to get an education. People here were interested in my Haitian culture, and I was interested in their culture.”
Struggles to become proficient in English didn’t hold Mr. Estivene back at Dalton State. And he soon learned how to ask for help, when to ask for help, and where to ask for help.
“The campus is beautiful, and it’s a small community that helps each other out,” he said. “From start to finish Dalton State prepares you fully to be successful. My business law class taught me some of the politics involved in starting a company. My integrated marketing class taught me how to develop a brand. The professors here have given me the tools I need to succeed all the way to the end.
“Your professors email you back here. You don’t have to be afraid to fail. I didn’t let my English stop me. I sat down and worked with my professors. And I’m thankful. It’s fascinating how you can sit down and talk to them.”
Mr. Estivene wishes he had taken advantage of that sooner. During his freshman and sophomore years, if he struggled, Mr. Estivene dropped a class rather than go ask for help.
“We value the contribution of our international and foreign-born students,” said Dr. Marilyn Helms, dean of the Wright School of Business. “We view them as an asset to our classes. I had the pleasure of having Handel in my Principles of Management class. When we covered international management issues I would call on Handel and other international students to add updates to our textbook examples. This gave them more practice speaking in English but more importantly, they are able to share similarities and differences among the various cultures represented. They became ‘experts’ in class, and students would ask them questions. It benefited all our students.
“Professors are willing to work with our students outside of class to ensure they have the best learning experience possible,” she said. “Our small class sizes and committed faculty make this a safe and engaging learning environment for students from all backgrounds and cultures. We welcome the diversity and internationalization; it is a part of our larger mission here at Dalton State.”
Mr. Estivene isn’t sure what he wants to do when he graduates. He is currently looking for a job in sales or marketing. He hopes to work in the states for approximately 10 years before moving back to Haiti where he wants to help develop local businesses to stimulate the economy there.
“Going back to Haiti is hard sometimes,” he said. “I see friends I went to school with who didn’t have an opportunity to leave like I did. They can’t get a job or get into a university. Sometimes it hurts to go back to Haiti and see this kid I went to school with who was way smarter than me not have that opportunity. And here in the states there are so many who have the opportunity but don’t take it seriously.”
There are many times, even today, that he fears the ground is shaking. He’ll look at others to see if they’re reacting, and if not, he knows the shaking he’s feeling is not real.
“Out of a tragedy came this,” Mr. Estivene said of graduation. “It’s my turn to take care of my biological parents and adoptive parents. They carried me to this milestone. Now it’s my turn to carry them for a while. There’s no room for failure. And it’s only happiness from now on.”