Mango Time

It's mango season in India. I never knew there were so many kinds.

As a treat for the little Bholumites, we brought a big box of mangos to share amongst the children after the drawing session. These kids are lucky to get one meal a day, let alone something as exotic as a mango. After the drawings were handed in, and crayons returned ( although I saw a few go in some pockets) we sat in a circle, held hands and passed out the mangos.

I have never heard 50 kids so silent in all my life.
They were devoured right to the stone, skin and all.