Jane

This is Jane and I in the bush. I would guess that she's about twelve years old. Even though we couldn't communicate with words I could tell that Jane was a very responsible, sweet girl.
She was playful but not pushy or bossy. She braided my hair for about half an hour one evening. I often saw her taking care of the other kids, carrying babies around, and being generally helpful. There was a lot of maturity I saw in her eyes.

It made me laugh too, because I don't know where she got them, but Jane had these rubber bracelets on her wrists, punk/emo style. I thought, wow, American punk culture has made it all the way out to the African bush!

That's how I used to wear them when I was fifteen!