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.