As our group was waiting for our bus from a farm in Kodaikanal - a lush green mountain town at 7,300 feet - there were two young boys nearby. They looked seven and five. Our group stood amongst ourselves, chatting. The boys leaned against a masoned rock wall. I made eye contact with them and smiled. They shyly smiled back. In my little Tamil, I said hello and asked their names. They understood me and told me their names, but I quickly forgot. These boys leaned against that rock wall, the masses of green growth a beautiful backdrop behind them. I took a picture.
Then I took another.
Slowly, but quickly in the scheme of things, they warmed up to me. I handed the camera to the older boy and showed him how to take a picture. After a few blurry pictures of the ground, he refocused on his brother's face and started clicking away. As the pictures he took popped up on the review screen, he smiled and giggled and giggled and smiled. Then the camera was passed on to his brother, who took some more photos. Witnessing their laughs and playfulness was like peering into another world, a world of true innocence and happiness.
4 comments:
Random chance, true innocence, great insight and post, Brit. Love, Dad
nice... i loved it...so beautiful and innocent... it must have been fun ... u have almost captured their innocence in ur words!!! wow!!! thats so awesome writing!!!
Childrens reactions to digital photography is one of my favorite things about developing countries. Its hours of fun and it always seems to change you in some way by the end.
Mad props to B-Moyer
Great pictures of local kids...please post some more!
I can't get enough,
Mom :}
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