Having been to Ethiopia, India, and Bangladesh in the last year and a half, I find there are some stories I just can’t shake. In both Ethiopia and India, we were delighted to watch young girls who danced in our honour. But, because of the stories I heard after the dancing ended, those visions haunt me sometimes in the night. I’ve tried to write about it several times, but in the end, what came out was a video (though an article is also in the works).
Note: all photos are mine. Song by Sara Groves.