When the first earthquake tremors struck Haiti, Lorvena Salomon was at her aunt’s house in Saint Marc, an hour northwest of Port-au-Prince.
“I’m just laying on the bed, and all of a sudden, the bed just started shaking. I was like, ‘Sak passe?’” she remembers of that devastating night, five years ago this week.
Her aunt replied, “Jezi ka passe.’’ That’s Creole for “Jesus is coming.”
“Jesus is coming? What does that mean?” Salomon recalled. “She said, “It means earthquake. There is an earthquake!”