Relaxing on the shadow of the shelter, I am focusing on my lesson.
I bought a book to learn spanish in three months, with daily work.
I'm on it since one week only and I already start to be fed up with it.
I put the book down for one minute, just the time to contemplate the clothes drying.
Then, I see two feet and I hear a song : I am not alone, the neighbor is here.
 

The children of the ground floor arrive suddenly. There is Mafatulé, I recognize her, and her little brother Ahmed.
The first time I've seen Ahmed I said "This child is so cute" and Maelle told me "No, he is not."
Effectly, he loves starting a new day early, yelling and crying in the courtyard next to our windows.
In Wolof to say "Mummy" you say "Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay"
 

The neighbor lays down on the mat, next to me. She explains me that she has headache. ​Of course, she has.
She is relaxing. She does not move, and she is staring at me with only one eye.
I understand that she wants to be drawned.