On the way we stopped at several locations to pick up things for the family and I contributed a litre of cooking oil for his grandmother as well as sweets for the children. Kids are the same everywhere it seems. For the adults back home we might bring flowers or a ‘treat’ of some kind but here it appears to be about a practical gift.
We stopped by his immediate family’s home and picked up his niece to bring along to visit her grandmother and great grandmother; she’s 3
and before long she was holding my hand and asking to be picked up. Extended families are the norm here so I met
all kinds of aunts, nieces and neighbours. I can’t send pictures at the moment
as I don’t have internet access (I’ll send all this as soon as I get some) but
I definitely have some. I was made most
welcome and before long the women were all hugging me. There’s a sign of respect that women have
here and they got down on one knee on the ground when greeting me including
elderly women. I kept trying to lift
them up but as a visitor from Canada we’re treated with great respect.
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