Pictures of the street school

They were definitely pulling on my neck and my arms so it was a little tricky to take their photo.

She was beautiful. This portable had holes everywhere, I was a little nervous when I sat inside.

They loved pictures. They giggled so much when they saw this one.

These two adorable boys wanted me to take a lot of pictures with them. The little boy in the red walked around with me holding me hand for the majority of the time he was with us.

This man is an instructor there. He asked me to take this photo of him and the poster.

A classroom is not classroom without a tree growing through it.

A wooden chalk board.

This is a classroom. There is no room for class with the tables covered in random items, books, dusts, eating utensils etc. The mosquito net was a good indication that people sleep inside of the room as were the items of clothing and scattered, tattered shoes.

These were the desks the little girls were sitting at when we arrived - at least 30 years old.

There is not a great waste-management program here - there are random garbage piles throughout different quartiers or down-town sections. Here is the one near where we visited. However, I must say that I have never lived with or seen such sustainable practices in daily life as there is here. The daily routine of having a home (cooking, laundry, taking care of kids, cleaning, etc.) probably results in 1/5 of the waste in homes in America.

We walked in behind the big yellow truck in this picture. Behind it is an alley-ish road that leads to different little living sections, vendors etc. but it is all dirt and no man-made roads.