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Contemplation

I saw Alex sitting on a rock at sunset on Lake Malawi. I couldn't resist this shot. He looked so peaceful.
Fish Catch

As my coworkers and I were eating on the beach, a fisherman walked by and proudly showed off his catch, which included a red snapper, that he caught with his spear.
The Rains

The rains were welcomed by all after months of hot, dry, and dusty days. The children loved hanging out in my house and making popcorn while it poured or standing on my porch to play games during the light rains.
Game Day

Football uniforms drying on my fence. Game days were the entertainment highlight of the week and sometimes month.
Waiting for Water

During the dry season I would get up at 4am and wait 2 hours in order to get one bucket of water.
Sweet Shoes

Every Peace Corps Volunteer misses a favorite food that is not easily available in their host country. I missed chocolate! My aunt knew this and she mailed me a 5lb Hershey chocolate bar, A five pound chocolate bar was quite the attraction in my small town, so we used it as a raffle item to raise funds for the school auditorium we were building. This building project was my Peace Corps Partnership project,. The Parent Teacher Committee was working hard to raise funds in Nicaragua to matc...
My Husband

Bubacarr was the youngest son of the director of the bush hospital where I worked. One day he came to me and said that since he is Muslim, he get's to have 5 wives, and I was going to be his first. I told him that was fine, as long as I got to have 5 husbands. He was ok with that, as long as he was the one in charge. Then I told him that he had to give me a bride price, a present for being his wife. He thought about it for a minute, then me what he would give me as my bride price "Manda...
Me and the boys

In this picture are the two sons of the director of the bush hospital where I worked. In the white shirt is the oldest, Mylamin. And in my arms is the 6 year old Bubacarr.
La Mandarina

My site is perched on a hill next to the last bit of Paraguay’s Upper Parana jungle. Twenty-five years ago, it consisted of little more than a handful of indigenous families surrounded by barely-accessible roads and intimidating rainforest, thick as a howler monkey’s beard. From the air, the forest would have resembled distant ruffled moss, polka-dotted pink and yellow by blooming Tajy trees. Today, the land is mostly red dirt. Bald. Deforested. Over the decades, my site transformed in...
Hot hats

I went to the little store in my town and found these two boys and girl with self-made grass hats. I ran home to get my camera and take their picture. These kids couldn't stop laughing at themselves and their grass hats.

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