if i've ever mentioned the finger and hand fabric here it is, on the right. she has a hand right across her butt! also, i really love the multicolored hanger fabric. there must have been a sale on it in the market, really, because every woman in my village seems to have an outfit made out of it.
kids galore...they like to do karate poses. that blue thing is a pot lid/ our frisbee.
boys club at my house, every afternoon. my room is on the right, my bathroom on the far right.
girls fashion club...this kid has no idea how pimp he is right now. that's my little brother, Sulumani, in the corner.
my favorite little sister/soulmate, Kadjatu. she is so freaking awesome and adorable. plus she carries my stuff to school for me.
with some kids en brousse aka in the bush. sort of.
You're allowed to be a bad ass when you pound grain 4 hours a day. Malian women are my heroes. Even the little girls are stronger than me.
her eyes are freaking freaky man! also, action shot of millet being pounded.
Tamalakow (people of Tamala). Our language teacher Abdoulaye is the one next to me, hidden in the shadow.
come back, white people, and give us candy!!
...leaving town. Abdoulaye's house in the background. We have class under the tree.
i wish i could get these pictures to format right. one day...
1 comment:
hey S-dog, is your address still BP 85 or have you moved on to 75 yet?
-j dog out
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