I’ve been doing a lot of youth seminars recently, in which we talk about health and gender and career planning. Actually we mostly laugh and eat and don’t understand what a stereotype means, because there is no word for that in local language, and who cares really?
At least that’s how I feel sometimes. But they are a lot of fun and I have to remind myself that change comes petit a petit. Anyway, here are some photos for you:
Here are some participants from one workshop:
Talking in Zarma isn’t easy:
Break Time:
Food. Rice and sauce is so good. I want some right now:
My peer educators. Good kids:
Traditional wrestling in the primary school. I only won cause I’m heavier:
Kala suru until the next time. Things are busy here!
