There are certain things we are used to seeing in our village. People heading out for the day’s fishing, a few kids getting a ride to the school 10 miles away, ever-present roosters searching for their breakfast and of course wandering dogs. Nothing new. Thats the rhythm of life here. It’s a nice rhythm that doesn’t beat to the drum of a clock.
So it was a break from the ordinary running into a man we usually have conversations with named *Ur. Running into him wasn’t strange, but seeing him hoist a ladder up to a street light was. As we quizzed him about this unusual event, we found out that the street light was broken. In fact, all of the street lights were broken. This was very surprising to me, since the village only received power 4 years ago. More