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We're Still Here

Our first day of shooting started with a visit with a story book Ugandan family. Neatly trimmed gardens intertwined between well tended huts nestled on a jungled hill side. The family was gracious and warm and it looked to be the beginnings of a magical week. Just before we left however, the oldest boy requested a picture with his father. We navigated the clay path through the thick tropical foliage to the spot where his father had been resting for the past year. He knelt down by the headstone and smiled a smile that was slightly tinged. I was overwhelmed.

As we stood quietly his siblings came in behind us and began cleaning the graves. Kneeling in the dirt they worked intently . The giggles and laughter of the morning were gone. I pointed “who is this one?” He replied “my sister.” And this one?” “My brother.” I continued to point at all of the eight mounds, “my brother

Added: May-17-2012 Occurred On: May-17-2012
By: LeakerMike
Creative, Other Entertainment, Other
Tags: Uganda, Africa, Father, Dead, We're Still Here
Location: Uganda (load item map)
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