this fantastic little man is my best bud in village, he doesn't wear pants or shoes and whenever he seems me coming from a ways off, he runs his bowlegs and swings his malnurished belly yelling "Umu na na! Umu na na!" which translates to "Sydney's coming! Sydney's coming!" he then pushes his face between my knees, wraps his hands around my thighs and holds on so tight. he takes deep breaths and smiles.
the picture below is of him and his mother, the Wonderful Wurdia. she has given birth to 12 children, 5 have survived.
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