9/27/10
Today, Adama learned that her older sister's son had passed away from, what they think was, Malaria. So, we went to pay our respects. It was my first time going to Adama's family's home. She definitely married up. I was expecting sad faces and crying women to be there, but when we arrived, no one was crying, no one looked sad and it looked like a typical day. The men were sitting under a tree, drinking tea and the women were preparing food. Even the mother and siblings of the deceased looked like they were just chilling. But in a society where crying isn't acceptable, maybe it's not even acceptable to cry over the death of someone you love?
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