Small Children

In Sudan small children were always just amazed to be in the presence of a white girl that it became completely normal when they would get in my face and stare at my blue eyes and freckles. They would point and talk about me and I would laugh and joke with them.

It got to the point that I would be out to dinner with local friends and kids would come up to our table and stand there for long periods of time and just look at me. Yesterday I actually had the exact same experience with 2 little blond haired, blue eyed Russian girls. They weren't even together, it was 2 separate experiences. I'm not sure what was so different about me that they found me fascinating but it was fun.

But African kids laugh and play when I joke and make faces at them...these little girls were more petrified than anything and their parents would come whisk them away as if I was going to curse them or something. It was great. I felt right at home.