"The wood was old and tangled and hard and we had someone who would cut the wood for cooking at the orphanage.
This is also the small football field where the little kids would play.
There are people buried here too. There are no reserved cemeteries so for us in the village. If someone died naturally they will be buried here. One of the gardeners is buried there. His name was Ruzinga and Ms Carr’s dog was buried there too. Near the flowers." -Musa Uwitizone...more »