First Day of School

Khutso on his first day of grade 3

Khutso and friends playing legos which my Aunt Joni sent....I swear the kid does nothing else now. The family has started calling him "the architect."

My host father with our neighbor's baby.

Today is the kids’ first day back at school. I found Khutso alone and crying this morning. It kills me that no one takes care of that kid: that no one could get up long enough to make sure he was clothed, given breakfast, and had supplies. I did the best I could: gave him a pencil and piece of banana bread but if further emphasized to me how much I hate the family for not even pretending to care.