Tuesday, August 20, 2013

In the bag

It was just like this when Elsa came to me for the first time.  Peter -the guard-took her and showed her, hanging the bag from his neck at that time.  When I looked at Elsa, showing only her face from the bag,I have accepted to keep her immediately. It was a big meeting for Elsa. Fortunately or unfortunately she lives in Vienna now.

I remember the encounter three years ago in Uganda, looking at this picture of Elsa playing in Nana's bag.

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