I sat quietly among the elders, with the men seated on stools probably as an emblem of authority while us the women sat on a reed mat.
I met Angela, a pretty teenager in the neighborhood where I was doing my social responsibility work. I spent four days with her and I noticed there was something strange about her behavior.
A week rarely passed without seeing her face swollen, and her usual explanation to the inquisitive neighbours was that she had bad vision at night and normally ran into dangerous objects within the ho
I came back from church that Sunday feeling happy and looking forward to a visit with my brother at the orphanage.