A few photos

The baby in our family. So so cute!

Our well.

Looking down at our well, where I get my water to wash dishes and to shower. Sometime a frog will come up with the bucket that we use to draw water.

We had some problem with the electric generator that is donated to the library, and this is the first time I see the inside of an alternator. I have to teach the conversion of mechanical energy to electrical energy by a rotating a magnet inside a ring of magnet (the dark gray part on the inside) that is wrap by a thick layer of copper wire, the "winding". The induced magnetic field creats an electric field. It is physics amusing. I just wish that I understood electricity better while I was at school, it was quite hard for me, but I am learning it more and more now as I have to teach it.


It was taken after the fête marking the end of Ramadan. My host sister on my right and my host mom on my left. We just came back from the mosque and it's time to party.


They are the german doctors and educators that come to my village once a year to work at the hospital and elementary school that helped to build. Really nice people and I came to know them quite well. Our common struggle to help out the people here had made a strong bond between us. I hate to think it won't be easy to see them anymore after I leave my village, but I will have someone to visit in Germany!

Monika, the community elected leader for the rural development, and I taking a photo with the pictures that the Germans have donated to the library.

My host mom in the Bamako basin that I got her from Mali. Basin is a special shiny and hard paper like fabric.

Kids picking peanuts.
Sifting sand.

Adding height to a partition wall. This is our computer room.


Reparing opening joints between walls and roof.


Two of my best girl students.

A day in the village by the elementary school.

A boy in my family.


Time to distribute the meal.


Our first Imam (the highest religious leader in our village) holding a prayer rug that one of my old coworker from Weidlinger asked me to donate to the mosque.