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After a hot shower I'm sitting in our luxury air conditioned dwelling watching the storm and rain pouring down.  I have to think about the people who live in the shoddy shacks .  Despite we live so close to each other how different our lives are!
Today during our visit at "the ghetto" we were literally washed away by the heavy rain. I don't like to call the little neighborhood that way but that's how the locals do.
I've mentioned here already those peoples sad history.  Their homes were cleared to make way for new luxury property to house Angolan tiny middleclass that can afford it.

We visit there every week. Their miserable existence  seemingly get's none attention from the provincial government so we try to help them where we can. For the future we hope to arrange mosquito nets, I know how ambitious this sounds! 
So far we are only able to focus on helping them with education and literacy for the kids. We usually do some crafts with the children, play games, read books or teach them a little bit of English. This is the nice part that I truly enjoy.
But our stay there is not always as lyrical as it may sound.  Many times a heavy fight emerges not only between the kids but also between their moms. It's very sad to see that but that's their way of life, they always need to fight for even a very little.
We try to collect donations and bring them some food and water every week but distributing stuff usually ends in a fierce fight and bitter tears.
That's why today we went there exceptionally without having anything to hand out hoping to avoid causing chaos again.
I was a little afraid to see them being disappointed by not receiving at least their usual cookie or cracker but suddenly it started to rain and storm that entirely washed all my worries away.
We usually bring old cardboard boxes to sit on and write on. Obviously, there are no tables or chairs to use during our crafts or learning activities or while playing games.
Today when the rain started I quickly collected the cardboard in the hope to save it from the rain. The children were initially helping me but everybody spontaneously sought shelter from the rain under the lifted cardboard sheets.
Then they all started to laugh, sing and dance. 
Such a warm moment.

PS: We are working on several projects to improve their lives and we are permanently looking for donations of any type, food, water, (old) clothing, household goods, recycled paper, old pens, crayons…