The view of a crumbling wall of a home in the village, next to a newly built stone wall from Habitat.
A village boy.
Ladies on their way to launder clothes in the canal.
We were invited by one village family to take pictures with their water buffalo.
A village baby girl.
Using your head to carry most everything is quite usual for them.
Me, holding a baby goat at a micro-loan recipients' home.
Working for Habitat was messy but FUN (i Love this picture!).
Two young boys from one family wanted to help us haul stone blocks from the street into their home that was being renovated by Habitat.
These neighborhood young boys kept watching us with a "these American ladies are crazy" look in their eyes.
Cara peeling onions with one village family.
A village girl.
The village we spent most our time in was a big onion farming community, and every street was lined with ladies and their kids circled around piles and piles of onions peeling them. Subsequently the onions were shipped out to factories where they were turned into grated onion and onion powders you might find in the spice section of your grocer.
This woman received a micro-loan to start a goat breeding business on the roof of her house (same place where I was holding the goat above).
The kids of the village after a rousing game of soccer during our lunch break.
This little boy was moving chairs outside his classroom at the village school.
At an impromptu "Sunday School" meeting we joined in the village. The kids gathered round to hear Bible stories while our local security detail looked on with his lovely gun draped over his shoulder. It was nothing to write home about from the kids' point of view.
The view of a crumbling wall of a home in the village, next to a newly built stone wall from Habitat.
A village boy.
Ladies on their way to launder clothes in the canal.
We were invited by one village family to take pictures with their water buffalo.
A village baby girl.
Using your head to carry most everything is quite usual for them.
Me, holding a baby goat at a micro-loan recipients' home.
Working for Habitat was messy but FUN (i Love this picture!).
Two young boys from one family wanted to help us haul stone blocks from the street into their home that was being renovated by Habitat.
These neighborhood young boys kept watching us with a "these American ladies are crazy" look in their eyes.
Cara peeling onions with one village family.
A village girl.
The village we spent most our time in was a big onion farming community, and every street was lined with ladies and their kids circled around piles and piles of onions peeling them. Subsequently the onions were shipped out to factories where they were turned into grated onion and onion powders you might find in the spice section of your grocer.
This woman received a micro-loan to start a goat breeding business on the roof of her house (same place where I was holding the goat above).
The kids of the village after a rousing game of soccer during our lunch break.
This little boy was moving chairs outside his classroom at the village school.
At an impromptu "Sunday School" meeting we joined in the village. The kids gathered round to hear Bible stories while our local security detail looked on with his lovely gun draped over his shoulder. It was nothing to write home about from the kids' point of view.
No comments:
Post a Comment