Their Little Ones

Grandma Cindy is always attracted to the children.  That should not be a great surprise.  They are everywhere when we stop and get out of the truck.  Here are pictures of the some of her friends.

 Most of these pictures are of children we have met as we have visited the boreholes that were previously constrcted.  These little guys live at an orphanage where a borehole was contructed with a solar pump to water their almost one acre garden.  The garden grows food for the orphanage and some of the neighboring homes.  They sell some of the crops to make it possible to buy seed for the next years crop.  Self-reliance principles at work.

 

 

Same orphanage but girls taking water to their neighboring homes.

 

Never too small to learn to balance a water bucket on your head.  It strengthens your neck.

 

 

For later days when you do this.

 

 

These boys were along the highway coming back from the Copperbelt region.  We stopped to take a picture of a flame tree and Grandma found hereself occupied with the local football (soccer) team.  And that is a good ball for boys this age. 

 

 

These are the grandkids of one of the members in Luanshya.  He is an independent contractor working on borehole projects for the church in the Copperbelt.  Do you think that Grandma Cindy misses her grandkids?

 

 

This is how a lot of the small ones travel.  The baby is usually in the back but for the picture the mom put her on the side.  Carrying the sack of maze meal on your head keeps your hands free for other needs.  This picture was taken out in the farming area so she has been walking for some time.

 

 

Or it may be someone elses baby that you carry.  Joy was carrying one of the twins at Chruch.  The cloth that holds the baby is a chitenge.

 

 

Finally, the boys will be boys.  They were supposed to be helping their grandfather with the farming but when he left to find us they thought it was better to sit in the Mango tree and eat.