My neighbours

They are my neighbours. Not because they live next to my house but because they come to our "Shosholoza Pre-School" (which is across the street). 

For the last three years, since I came to Swaziland for the first time, every morning just after 8 I hear them singing and praying in English and SiSwati. 

This morning I had a chance to be with them. They were leaving for a visit to Hlane Game Reserve and I was asked to bless them before starting their journey. 

Here they are! You'd wish you were here praying with them.