Little Abdul was eating a mango by himself…
…when the kids saw Ishtar bring out the camera, and all of a sudden, there was no longer only one! 
The superpose
Boys speak a universal boy language wherever they are
Aichatu, Adama and a brother
Laughter is contagious
Mina and a friend from another street
I realize I am lucky to have so many little people to cheer me up every time I go back and forth to work! That’s four walks a day and lots and lots of smiles…
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Follow-up comment rss or Leave a TrackbackYour post reminds me of “Dun-mwa-kadow Alley” last winter in Tahoua. “Dun-mwa-kadow Alley” is how I used to nickname the back-street to our office compound. We too had to run the gauntlet of swarms of giggling Aishatus and Abdus four times a day.
I used to practice Tai ji quan in front of our compound each day at dawn. It gained me a following - two six-graders who used to attend on Sundays.
I am humbled how fast my teachings have spread to the point of reaching those kids in Zinder
Great post, lovely pixs. Keep it up.
they’re just all toooo cute!
Yes, aren’t they just adorable!
Hi,
I thought of the train, the Mauritania train today and that made me think of you and wonder what had become of you. I hope you’re well. Looks like you’re busy. I love the photos, by the way.
Just love your photos (and your blog)…
Fascinating project you’re involved in. I’ll be back for a lengthier read asap.
Thanks for sharing..:)
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