a portrait of my children, once a week, every week in 2013 via Che and Fidel
He : is no longer intimidated by the size of the book, or the number of words on the page. He has the reading bug and we cannot get back to the library fast enough to feed his habit. Oh happy days.
She : this is the face of child holiday labour. See the joy with which she flings those chunks of concrete into that barrow ( actually I think that one of these went more in her brother's direction).