We had International Women's Day on Sunday. It basically consisted of the women having their own parade, wear all the same fabric and then a big party all day. Unfortunately the whole thing was directed by men, not women, but we'll let that slide this year.
As we marched down the main street we sang a song a clapped in rhythm.
And then we danced.
I got my hair braided, left it for a couple of days and then took it out, this is the result.
This is a little hike I went on early one morning.
And this is why I get mad props in my village now. "Oh yeah Massaba went all the way to the woods to collect firewood, and then carried it on her head!" Yes, yes I did.
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I adore your fuzzy hair.
There's a that's-what-she-said joke happening somewhere RIGHT NOW about wood on your head... hehehe...
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