These are some other pictures from our last trip into Didinga on July 22nd.
The Nagishot International Airport - Didinga, Sudan
This is Marta's Grandma, Martalana.
When Marta was ten years old she left her mother's home, in the distant valley, to live with and care for Martalana. I'm still not quite sure how old Martalana was, but I figure that she must not have been much older than 60. However, in all her frailty she appeared to be much, much older.
I love this one...
Baby Thabon's mom, Nakong.
After Thabon's death, Nakong was required to remain on her compound for a solid week. On the seventh day, a goat was sacrificed and its blood was spread over Nakong and throughout her small mudhut. It was only after this sacrifice had been completed that she was allowed to rejoin the community.
"We have been made holy through the sacrifice of the body of Jesus Christ once for all." Hebrews 10:10
A typical day for the hard working Didinga man.
...and the hard working Didinga woman.
Loquare's Neck - Style or Story?
The ostrich egg beads on the first green necklace signify his sibling's recent death.
The witchdoctor was hired to fill and stitch the small green pouches on the second, white necklace. These charms, along with many others in Didinga, are used to "prevent" sickness and/or harm to the individual wearing them.
The third object, a handmade wood whistle, is played by many of the small shepherd boys while they lead their herds up and down the Didinga hillsides.
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