Four girls live here.  The baby has AIDS and will eventually die.  The oldest is 16 and has had to drop out of school. The others are on their own throughout the day.  The house they live in is broken down.  When they were discovered, they were brought into Food for the Hungry's program.  Within a year they lived in a new home.  Their village had taken responsibility for their welfare.  And they received an income from their involvement in a local cooperative established in their village for parentless children.  In a context like that, I often pulled out my harmonica to provide some comic relief.