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Amman Imman: Water is Life
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Bringing water and hope to where there is none
Bringing water and hope to where there is none

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THE ROOM THAT MOVES: Here are two of the three sisters that visited Ahoudan, me and Ahoudan’s son, Aghali in the village of Aouderas of Niger.  We enjoyed discussing the differences that exist in the more modern world, and the world that they know living…

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HOW COULD ANYONE FIT INTO A PLANE? This is one of three sisters that visited us during our stay in the village of Aouderas.  I cannot remember her name, but I will never forget her beauty (much commented on by Ahoudan, who I think would have happily…

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AHOUDAN AT THE TIMIA CASCADE:  I know I recently posted this photo, but since this is one of my favorite photos of Ahoudan, I felt it belonged in this Ahoudan series.  It is of Ahoudan walking toward me at the cascade of Timia, Niger.  Ahoudan often…

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AHOUDAN AND HIS GLASSES: For days I watched Ahoudan with this sticker on his glasses, until I finally took pity and suggested he might see better without the sticker. He was very grateful when he realized he could take it off. He has such a great sense of…

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THE TRADITIONAL ENERGY DRINK: In this photo, Ahoudan is sorting dates for his wife, Alhoubada. She has asked him to choose the nicest dates from his son’s garden, so that she may prepare the traditional “boule” for our upcoming travels. Touareg boule,…

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AHOUDAN DRYING HIS PANTS: In this photo, Ahoudan and I were walking in the guelta near the village of Aouderas. He was taking me to a natural oasis, where I later went swimming with his son, Aghali. While we walked, I could not help but wonder why he was…

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MEDICINES OF THE AYR: I came across this beautiful woman and her children at the foot of the mountain depicted in yesterday’s post. To me, we were literally in the middle of nowhere. There was no camp or anything that looked remotely inhabited within…

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THE AYR: The Ayr of Niger is a place of such splendor that my parents gave my brother, Tercelin a second name: L’Ayr, or the Ayr in French. The Ayr, a land of boulderous mountains, and wide expanses of plains, can feel harsh and barren during the months…

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ENTRANCE TO THE MOUNTAINS OF THE AYR: This is my childhood friend Fatima’s son, and her home, in my Ayr village of Talat. If you read yesterday’s post, you will know that Fati and I were childhood playmates, and her mother was my mom’s best friend. This…

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THE BRAID GIRL: This is a little girl from Talat, my village of the Ayr. Talat is Ahoudan’s third home, where his third wife, Alhoubada, lives. It is also the home of Ahoudan’s cousin, Bachi, my mother’s best friend. Returning to Talat is always a…
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