My 24/7 Babysitting Job

So where there's rural life in Zambia, there are children---and lots of them! I have a few favorites, they come over and sweep my yard for sweets, sing and dance with me, or even make hats out of leaves and sticks. They are alllllways full of energy and don't really like to listen when I tell them to leave. The other day some of them latched my door shut from the outside and the little buggers walked away...leaving me locked in my hut for 30 minutes. But even with the constant babysitting, I have a few favorites:

This is what happens when you give the children chalk and no paper to write on...I think I caught Supserman in the act of eating it...which makes the dissapearance of my chalk more understandable now.

It took me 3 weeks to figure out what "injuka" meant, and now they play with my playing cards every single dayEverything is good in the village- I miss you all! Send letters!

Love,b