When hurricane Sandy struck, Fifi Bouille was giving birth in a
refugee camp. There were no medics around, only her sisters.
Throughout the three-hour labour, rain beat down on the tent and
fierce winds tugged at the canvas. Not long after the umbilical
cord was cut, the gusts were so great that the sisters feared
the covering would be ripped from above them, so the first-time
mother had to carry her newborn son through muddy paths in the
middle of the the storm to find new shelter "I was terrified my
baby might die," says Bouille, who is now sharing a tent with
six others. The danger of the storm has passed, but she is now
faced by a new concern: how to feed her child and herself. The
hurricane did not just take their tent, but their cooking
utensils, bedding and meagre supplies of food. On Wednesday, she
had one meal of corn. On Thursday, nothing. "I need food, but I
don't have enough money to buy it," she says. "Tell people we
need nappies, cooking utensils, protein." Bouille is not alone
in fearing that S