These were the boys that I read with. They all read outloud at the same time. It got really loud with several groups reading at the same time. We were on a ranch but these were the neighborhood cows that walked down the road every morning. Lunch that day was a native Ugandan meal made for us by the widows of the village. They served us at a church which had an ACM feeding center for preschool children.
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