Fulani Village

A couple of evenings ago I went with a couple who is working in the area to visit a Fulani family that they have been friends with 30 years. There had been a death in the family and condolences needed to be paid.

There is a large contrast in living condition when you enter homes outside of town. A few members of the family were away with the animals they had taken into Nigeria to try to find food. The family was also facing a few common health issues—several eye infections, a girl had an infected swollen knee from a thorn that was stuck in it and the 11 month old twins (Adam and Eve) appeared to be anemic.

The young girls were each carrying a pretend cell phone that they had purchased with money they received from selling nuts they collected.

We ate millet porridge together for dinner. I tried not to chew much whenever it was my turn to take a handful since there was a fair amount of sand in the meal. The children were fast asleep in the sand by the time stories were finished being told, it was almost impossible to wake them when it was time to leave.