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    In one of the small homes that consist of two rooms with dirt floors, the newly made jewelry hangs to be dried. The room with a single window ventilates the freshly dipped lacquer beads. After they are dried, the women take the beads to various markets and prepare orders to be shipped to the US. by: audreyjeane Views[916]     

    art with street kids bangin bucks!, pangani island, muslim lessons, maasai visits, kampala, congo

    UGANDA | Fri, 16 Jul 2010 | By kena | Views [1434] | Comments [2]

    it was time to leave the beloved moshi,,,so sad. but i think i have learned a lot on this volunteer travelling adventure and i finally feel like i made a dent in the community developement of the street kids. while at the street childrens center i ... Read more >

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    “They gave me back my reason to live”. That’s the love Warren has for a pair of Jack Russells, Bronx and Gypsy. He became their dad when a mate upped and moved to Queensland a couple of months back. It was the day after he’d tried to end it. He’d stood at the curb of a pedestrian crossing on George Street waiting for the very moment before a bus would pass by. He lifted his foot to take the step but a woman pulled him back by his red rucksack and saved his life. It wasn’t his first attempt. The burden of living hand to mouth on the streets is a heavy one. He’s quite optimistic now, “I was saved for a reason”.: by ramonandhika, Views[883]
    “They gave me back my reason to live”. That’s the love Warren has for a pair of Jack Russells, Bronx and Gypsy. He became their dad when a mate upped and moved to Queensland a couple of months back. It was the day after he’d tried to end it. He’d stood at the curb of a pedestrian crossing on George Street waiting for the very moment before a bus would pass by. He lifted his foot to take the step but a woman pulled him back by his red rucksack and saved his life. It wasn’t his first attempt. The burden of living hand to mouth on the streets is a heavy one. He’s quite optimistic now, “I was saved for a reason”.

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