The Cry of the Landless.

We went to the area by the river this afternoon where Rita's mum{Elizabeth} is hoping to build a school for the children of those homeless families camped along the river. Many are living in shacks lining the river which is better described as an open sewer. I watched a little boy fill two buckets of water from this polluted river and take them back to one of the shacks. Another lady was washing cooking utensils in the water. The smell of the river/sewage was unbelievable and I am finding it hard to describe at this point the range of emotions I felt whilst witnessing these scenes.....