Plastering

My wrist is finally good to go for plastering so I got out of what Mikey referred to as the prison cell to help with the plastering of the cook's bedroom.  It's a super messy job and it's super fun!  Especially when you cram 6 guys in a tiny room.  

Injuries happen every now and then, usually minor things,

cuts and scrapes.  Mikey and I have our first aid kit

and a little knowledge so we play nurse...

When a worker cuts or scrapes himself, they come

right to us; "Dr. Mike!, Dr. JP!"  They're not used to clean

and dress cuts.. when we are not around they just let it be

and even though they were skeptical the first time

we got the first aid kit out, I think they enjoy the care

and now ask us to fix the smallest cuts!

Today, Denis got a hammer on the head...

On our way back, we hung out with Francis,

one of our favorite street kid.  It can get hectic when

12 of them see us biking by the Makutano main intersection.

When they all run after us, we don't have enough food for everyone

and it gets a little tense.  It's nice when we get to watch one

or two enjoy a quiet meal without having to fight...

he still looked over his shoulder as he ate though,

afraid an older kid might come to steal his prize.