una educación

Adela, 47, mother of two, and student

in the morning Adela generally works in a farm where she takes care of the cooking,  cleaning and animals

when she's not working at the farm she sells her cooking at the market

several nights in the week, she goes to highschool to follow the classes at the program

a big part of this students are women who had to give up their studies to take care of their children. Some of them don't have other choice than bring them to their classes

Adela just before her last exam to valid her first year

Adela during her history exam

The  graduation ceremony of the third year students

After 3 years of night classes, students receive their diploma from the hands of their kin

Adela during the ceremony. In 2 years it will be at her turn

At 15, Adela left her home in a little village in north of Argentina to go to Buenos Aires and find some work there. 30 years later, looking for a better life, she decided to go back to her village and taking back her studies to get finally her high-school diploma. Once her diploma gotten, she'd like to go to a culinary school and then become caterer or teacher. But for now she has 3 years of night classes of studies (she's in first year) and 2 or 3 jobs at the same time.

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graham hughes

In november'12, Graham Hughes finished a four year journey in South Sudan, visiting every countries without flying

 “I think I also wanted to show that the world is not some big, scary place, but in fact is full of people who want to help you even if you are a stranger.”Graham Hughes

this too shall pass

Cindy - 24/03/2011, India.

on the road to delhi

In a night bus between Mcleod Ganj and Delhi - 26/03/2011
 

mariage à l'indienne

Mcleod Ganj - 08/03/2011

I had the chance to be present at an Indian wedding during my stay in Mcleod Ganj! The man looking like an octopus on the last picture is the husband... beautifully strange!

Old man

I met Chico during a trek in the Himalaya. I had stopped in a coffee house to have lunch and he was there on the terrace smoking cigarette after cigarette.  He made me think to the old sage we see in western movies. I took his picture. When he saw me he said "Now you'll never forget me". Never.

farewell

Andrew : You know that point in your life when you realize the house you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? All of a sudden even though you have some place where you put your shit, that idea of home is gone.

Sam : I still feel at home in my house.

Andrew : You'll see one day when you move out it just sort of happens one day and it's gone. You feel like you can never get it back. It's like you feel homesick for a place that doesn't even exist. Maybe it's like this rite of passage, you know. You won't ever have this feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, you know, for your kids, for the family you start, it's like a cycle or something. I don't know, but I miss the idea of it, you know. Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people that miss the same imaginary place.

Garden State