rice harvest


I had just arrived in the village of Ganale on our monthly baby-weighing day, greeted the "dugutigi" (village chief) and propped my bike up against a mud wall in our usual meeting area, when a small group of kids met me to take me out to a nearby field. Before getting to work, Mamine, our local village health volunteer, was bringing in some of the rice harvest along with other women in her family.

I confess that until my time in Mali, I had no idea what rice looked like before it appeared in plastic bags on a grocery store shelf.



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