I just discovered this great great blog. Thank you Sarah for writing about Madagascar in such a terrific and moving way. I could not have said it better, everything about the people walking and walking and bearing stuff, things or kids, or babies. It is exactly the way I felt when I was there this summer. I am looking forward to reading more of you.
As we say in Malagasy, Veloma !
We had this exact same thought, Wendy and I, as our first overwhelming impression in separate taxis to Antananarivo. There is no better way to describe the encompassing thrum as people piece together their daily survival before your very eyes.
“It” is simply life. As in food, water and shelter – in such a contrast from home where the jobs we perform have nothing to do with our actual daily needs. For us, the facts of life happen behind the scenes. Somewhere else. But in places like Madagascar survival plays out each day in a constant-motion drama. It’s arresting to see how hard most of the entire world works, for such incongruously humble lives.
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