boy with a picture

on the last day in Ethiopia this summer I met 8 kids part of MSC's orphan and vulnerable children programme. One of them was this boy. His mother was dead and he lived with his grandmother, sister and another child. 

They lived in the most amazing house. Outside it looked like everyone elses - made of mud, straw and sticks. But on the inside it was vibrant with colors. The walls sky blue, bright red curtains and the walls plastered with pictures. There wasn't much furniture, but it felt like a home. Like something that they had made THEIRS. Like they had something, in the mid of all tragic things happening to them, that gave them joy. 

The picture he's holding is his most precious possession. It's a picture of two women and a child. The women on the left is his mother. Or rather, was his mother. 

By the way, the organisation we helped out which has this program (among others) is called Medhen Social Center. I'm involved in a partner organisation in Sweden called Blichta.