Last Thursday I drove down to the village of Mand in the municipality of Madolenihmw. Rohaizad does drama with the children there, so I helped with some music. The village feels more like a permanant campground than a city. After the rehearsal (which is pictured here) we hiked through the dark jungle to visit two girls who were hurt in a bicycle accident earlier in the day. They lived in a tiny one-room house made of tin and plywood. Except for a naked bulb by the house, it was pitch black and the stars filled the entire sky. What a life!