We went with other members of church to the Pastor's village for the burial of his mother. She was 86 years old, had 9 children, 47 grandchildren and 72 great grandchildren. We were not told how many great grandchildren, but we know some of them.
To get to the village was a 3 hour journey each way in a crowded, open lorry (called a canter).
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Setting out in the cold morning |
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The burial site was next to a field of sun flowers |
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