Last time we were in Keur Soce, Senegal, we spent the day looking at projects, doing interviews and video.
And everywhere we went , this young man seemed to appear a few minutes later. He was very sweet and polite and every time we spoke- maybe half a dozen times that day- he would say, in English. "my name is Omar Kebe. My father's name is Al-haji Kebe." over and over. Turns out this was the sum of his English vocabulary, but he really wanted to practise.
So this blog post is for you Omar. We enjoyed meeting you and won't soon forget you( or your name. Or your father's name.)