Three days of raining, the camps are becoming huge mud areas.
The rain is different that in other places, it's not really bothering you, it's continues of un seen rain. Some time it does surprise and hit the ground and the tents, with no mercy.
A long lime ago some one told me, that although rain is a blessing, rain can be a very bad factor.
And the people here continue their life as if nothing has change, they are sitting by the road, selling food and other commodities. They are building and playing as if the rain is not taken under consideration.
And in this rain we found our selves in a new camp, interviewing teachers. 45 people inside a small family tent. Seating on the floor, no shoes, talking.
We need to choose 8 people to work with us, 4 classes, sport teacher, Admin, Head of the program, Psycho- social guide and one more, so we'll feel we offer one more starting point.
After an 1.5h, we have finished.
One of the people asked us to pray.
I said, o.k, how?
He asked us to bow our heads, and just said thank you god, thank for the help, bless this people.
It was pray, powerful, modest and it make me trembling.
There are few moment were I've found my self surprise by the strength of people, by soul.
This was one of them.
Today, the Sun return.