These boys live in a monastary so dress like the monks do. Some children are orphans and live in monastaries and some families who cannot take care of their children or some of them place them in monastaries to be cared for. Usually at every village there are some children dressed like this. I wish I could capture the expression when they see themselves after a picture is taken--Before it's hard to get them to smile.
In the villages we greet so many. I wanted to share some faces of our last trip.
Though I can't speak to them more than greeting them with"Mingalabar", the smiles we share make us feel a kinship. So many in the villages have poor teeth: no dental care for some; chewing beetlenut for many men.
No smile, but such an interesting face.
Sometimes what they carry on their heads is to provide shade and protection from the sun and sometimes it's just the easiest way for them to carry things.
We greeted a line of men who were the village leaders. Hard to get a smile.
Young and old faces.
And one tired face onthe person that I'm always glad to be with.
And one tired face onthe person that I'm always glad to be with.
5 comments:
Beautiful pictures. So many experiences and stories in those faces. I'm glad you still want to be with Dad after all this!
Great post! You are serving a wonderful people. They appear, even though they live in such primitive circumstances, like a very happy and pleasant people.
I too am glad you get to share this experience with Dad. We miss you and are proud of you!
What great pictures! I love that we are able to see them through this blog!
I love all of the faces but I admit that it makes me want to go and floss and make sure I take good care of my teeth.
You could try taking a before and after picture after they've seen what you are doing. You might get some smiles then.
Love you!
I appreciate the pictures. Thanx.
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