Thursday 7 May 2009

Tough routine


I know the picture is small, but can you see what this kid is carrying?

A plastic chair. He is going to school, and here all the children carry their own chair to go to school, because normally the school itself has no funds do buy chairs for all of them. Because of that, they bring it from home.

This other picture was taken in the same place as the cemetery is, they also have a school there. I talked to the teacher today, asking for permission to visit them next week. Sitting in his motorcycle, ready to go home, he seems happy with the possibility of my visit. The kids had left a minute ago, but they all come back when they see me, clearly happy to see someone new. I tell them I am gonna come back to see them, and they open a big bright smile. When I come back to the car, they are all shaking their little hands saying goodbye, and that happens all the way back with other kids we pass by. They get so happy when you say a simple "hi" that it gets impossible to stop doing it.

Attention, in the picture, to two things: the girl in the green shirt carrying two plastic containers and the three kids on the right side. The kids are pushing their friend on the weelchair, what I imagine it must be really hard to do in this sandy soil. The yellow containers the girl is carrying are for water, the comunity makes a long queue to get it, each person with one container.

This is Africa.

3 comments:

Caio said...

Fico com um sentimento estranho quando leio seus posts hehe nao sei bem ao certo, uma mistura de tristeza com curiosidade! Vc escreve mto bem rubia, entro todos os dias pra ver se vc postou algo novo hehe!
Bjao

Elise said...

Querida, Vou postar em português mesmo... :)
Muito legal seu blog e muito interessante... já coloquei nos preferidos para poder acompanhar de longe esta vivência. Aproveite cada momento e esteja aberta a esta cultura... tenho certeza que poderá acrescentar MUITO na sua vida!! Fiquei curiosa com suas histórias... muito bom!
LUZ, PAZ, SORRISOS, Tchau de crinças sorridentes, AMOR, FELICIDADE, CRESCIMENTO... Enfim, muita sorte na sua vida! Beijos

Camile said...

My love! How amazing Rubi, I've told you already how special you are and how much I enjoy to read your lines... And this time is not different, life in Angola, that's something we usually see only in television so we never really imagine how it must be, though we are always curious. At least I am.
And now you ARE there, that's unique, quite sad to see this reality, true, but at the same time I can imagine how much you can learn from it...

Well girl, keep filling our eyes and hearts with your beautiful and real words... Letting us feel a little bit of this so far and special world...
Take care and be fine!

Miss you! Beijaaao