Nameless

I drove by her earlier in the day as she sat by her vending table outside her home. The market is down the street and I almost expected to see a paper sign asking for $0.10 for a cup of lemonade. She may not make much more but instead of pocket change it counts toward their salary.

I couldn't talk with her. I held up my camera and smiled. If she smiled back then I would take the picture. Thankfully she smiled. Most likely she is Fulani and remains one of the nameless unreached. But now she has a face.

Nameless

I drove by her earlier in the day as she sat by her vending table outside her home. The market is down the street and I almost expected to see a paper sign asking for $0.10 for a cup of lemonade. She may not make much more but instead of pocket change it counts toward their salary.

I couldn't talk with her. I held up my camera and smiled. If she smiled back then I would take the picture. Thankfully she smiled. Most likely she is Fulani and remains one of the nameless unreached. But now she has a face.