Red Dirt

It’s been 3 years since my last visit to Africa. I miss the red dirt, the children laughing, dancing in church, and the yummy chapati. I can’t wait to go back someday. I don’t know when that will be, but I hope soon. I look through these images an wonder how old the children are now, I wonder what they look like and how they are doing in school or if they were able to go to school at all. They sure had a lot of joy.

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