We’ve covered much of the country by this point, and everywhere we go, the children wave enthusiastically, calling out heartbreaking “hellos!” as you pass, chasing the vehicle as far as their little legs will carry them.
These faces are so beautiful, their skin so perfect, their teeth a straight, white line.
If I were a modeling scout, I’d come to Rwanda every time I needed to recruit new talent.
These little buggers were frolicking in the water in a small fishing village alongside Lake Kivu as we drove past.
They obligingly let us stop and play with them for a good while, all the time snapping shots of their smiling faces.
I’ve taken, literally, thousands of portraits this week—when they’ll let me. It’s hard to choose just a few, so I’ll be rolling out the cuteness over the next few Photo Fridays.
Tell me your heart doesn’t just melt looking at these kids? These shining, perfect, blissfully happy kids.
(If it doesn’t, well, we shouldn’t be friends then.)
For a girl who wants no children of her own, I found it extremely hard not to pack them all in my suitcase and bring them home with me.
Next time I return, I’m not sure I’ll be so strong.