A lot of the time in my village, we just hang out ... And do funny things to play with babies. This is a picture of my daddy Paul holding Nelly's baby Ruth on a bicycle. Ruth turned one around the end of February and she's such a little sweetheart--hasn't quite gotten to the stage when she doesn't want the weird white lady to pick her up! I took this photo at the side of the nakamal. If you look to the right of Nelly's shoulder, you see a rusty old oxygen tank. That's the village bell. When people need to assemble at the nakamal for a meeting, or when it's about time to get going for some event on another part of the island, my daddy (who's the chief right now) hits the tank with a rock a few times so everyone knows it's time to get going.
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