This woman helped raise us while my brother and I were growing up in West Africa. Our mom and dad both worked and the missionary families tried as best they could to employ as many africans as possible, so Aminata functioned as both a work lady and a nanny. She was an incredibly fun, caring woman, and I am thankful for my memories of her.
NOTE: I didn't take this photograph...was probably only 8 or 9 years old at the time. I just rescued it from the oblivion that is my parents' basement. Ian's work always slams me back to childhood, so I thought I'd post and get it off my mind.
2 comments:
That's wonderful that you have that image, Bek. Is it the only one? With that smile, she looks like a woman full of life.
Thanks Leslie, I'm happy to have it too! This isn't the only one (we took photos of her each year she was with us...which was a lot of years) but this is the only one I've scanned in so far. I was lovin on the colors.
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