The children in my village have taken me in at their big sister, calling me "kakak" rather than my actual name. It's heart-warming. They love to take me to the sugarcane fields that surround our village. They run with knifes, and it makes me nervous, but it's the norm here. Children run free here. I love this photograph because I actually let Sylvie, a 9-year old with very sticky fingers from the sugarcane juices, use my Canon SLR to take this. Whenever she sees this photo, she proudly says "aku aku" or "mine mine". It's also quite evident here that dental health isn't a priority, parents allow their children to indulge as much as they want because their baby teeth will eventually fall out, so why not let them rot out instead?