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Meeting the Mama of all mamas

by Amy Towle By the door of a grey mud hut with a straw thatched roof tilting slightly to the right,¬†stood the oldest woman of the Pokot tribe. A worn, hairless cow hide, tied in at the¬†waist, covered her from knee to chest. Her chest and neck were hidden by thousands of coloured beads woven … Continue reading