This little cross-eyed boy is my neighbor. He loves coming over when he hears my voice on the other side of the courtyard wall. Like all the other kids here he loves to have his picture taken, and then see himself on the viewer on my camera. 🙂
Farming is a major industry here – it’s the primary means of survival for most of the Burkinabe. They have no tractors or other farm implements. Instead they plow the fields with oxen, and the entire family is expected to pitch in and work the land. Here is a group of boys out cultivating a field.
This is one of the boys who were playing soccer. They all stopped playing and came running over when we came by and started taking pictures. 🙂
The children here are my neighbors. The girl on my left is one of my favorites – she’s incredibly sweet.
I took this photo when I went for a walk one night along the African plain with Wes and Zazie. This little boy with his hand in his pants is not uncommon to see. Most of the kids seem to Continue reading
Wes is a PC volunteer who came over with me. I met him in Philly when I first landed there, but he’s actually from Tampa, also. Strange little world. 🙂
After going to the cafe, we went to play soccer. I counted and there were about 60 village kids there. It was so cool. Every time I took a picture, the kids came flocking up to me. They wanted to Continue reading
This is normal to see every day. Women carry their small children on their back so that they can continue working. There’s no EBT over here, needless to say, so everyone finds something to do, no matter how menial.
And here is my friend, Zazie. We were with our entire Peace Corps group of 31 volunteers. This picture was taken after we first landed in Burkina.
This picture looks grainy, but it’s so cute because it shows how poor and humble people are here. He doesn’t have a bike that fits. So the little kids normally Continue reading