Bricks on heads, pistols and "wassup"

The past few afternoons, I spent at the village.

Not once since I've been here have I felt lonely, and considering I'm not with anyone I've known since before February, it's quite amazing that I feel so comfortable. This is largely due to how loving the kids are. I spend so much time with them and we have so much fun, its something I don't want to leave and something I'll never forget.

I love how they make toys and pistols out of things they find in the grounds like leaves, plants and wood.

I love these four videos:

"Wassup"

On this particular afternoon at the Village of Hope, some of the younger girls were teaching me to walk around with a brick balancing on my head, saying they were training for when they are older. They are brilliant at it compared to me who's brick spent more time on the floor than on my head.