Oma Habiba found it difficult to choose one word for us to paint on her house. She told us that we should choose the word, which we refused. So instead of painting a word we painted her smile, which also says a lot…
Mariscal Sucre is the name of the low income neighbourhood we’re working in. The people thought it would be great if we painted the name of the place on this large wall which is visible from the main road. Now everyone knows the name !
“Education” was the word chosen by the young men in charge of this “library”. Although this library only has very few books, it provides young people with place to sit down and study, their homes being too small.