
My kids preparing afternoon tea.

A corner of the room I use to do revision with my students.

Handmade and handcrafted stool from my village.

Local artists performing at an opening ceremony.

A cute lizard.

The 10am morning prayer at the mosquee to close a month long lent of Ramadan at my village.

My mosquee going get-up. A picture with one of my student after the prayer.

Our school bell, an used car rim hung off a tree that we hit with a metal bar. Can be quite loud.

Flag raising every morning. Students typically sing national anthem while flag is raised.

My morning hot porridge ladies. I used to go to the lady on the very left. But the second one on the left started to make this rice porridge mixed with peanut, delicious, so I am now her loyal customer.

Sunday morning at the center of our village. My village is a sous-prefecture, equivalent of our county I guess. Some people are waiting to have their luggages packed up and leave to go to Conakry, some people came to send packages like sac of tomatoes, sac of peanuts, goats, chickens, etc. and letters with the drivers, so their relatives in Conakry can receive them. Their version of FedEx.
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FANTASTIC Blog. Just wanted you to know that. Thanks for sharing such an incredible experience.
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