ourafrica:

The Safe Motherhood Malawi project was developed for Malawian mothers, educating midwives to train community-based health workers to improve midwifery knowledge and care.

Captured by Paolo Patruno, a photographer focused on humanitarian issues and social documentary while working with Non-Profit Organization. Patruno documents the lives of these women and their newborn children.

This is Africa, our Africa

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gottaloveteyana:

That bun. Those faces. That tatt. That widow’s peak. I love!

gottaloveteyana:

That bun. Those faces. That tatt. That widow’s peak. I love!

trill-liss:

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thatnigeriankid:

I can’t believe that an oil spill of BP was cleaned up in less than 5 months and all the people were compensated, while the worst oil spill in the world, is neglected. Simply because this is “Africa” ; it is not in our backyard so it is not our problem.

This oil spill is 2 times bigger than BP. It has been there for 50 years and is still going. It is so big (half the size of Florida) that it will cost 30 years to clean up this mess.  The Royal Dutch Shell, the second largest company in the world, only has to pay 1 billion per year to clean up the mess. They have a profit of 40 billion per year. So what is 1 billion for them?

And if you think this has no impact on your life, think again: the gas flare that has been going on for ages, is burning up a big natural gas source which can be used as a natural energy source. This gas flare is adding, the same amount of Co2 as the whole of Russia or the United states, in your air, our air. 

I am ashamed to be Dutch.  



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ourafrica:

If wealth was the inevitable result of hard work and enterprise, every woman in Africa would be a millionaire.

Thank you, beautiful African mothers, words alone cannot explain the appreciation we have for you.

We are forever grateful.

This is Africa, our Africa


Happy Mother’s Day.


if seventy were young
and death uncommon
(forgiving not divine,
to err inhuman)
or any thine a mine
—dingdong:dongding—
to say would be to sing


if broken hearts were whole
and cowards heroes
(the popular the wise,
a weed a tearose)
and every minus plus
—fare ill:fare well—
a frown would be a smile


if sorrowful were gay
(today tomorrow,
doubting believing and
to lend to borrow)
or any foe a friend
—cry nay:cry yea—
november would be may


that you and i’d be quite
—come such perfection—
another i and you,
is a deduction
which(be it false or true)
disposes me to shoot
dogooding folk on sight

e. e. cummings - if seventy were young (via f—-yeahpoetry)

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How sweet it was for me to rid myself of those fruitless pleasures that I once feared so much to lose…You drove them from me. You the true, the sovereign joy. You drove them from me and took their place. You who are sweeter than all pleasure.
St. Augustine (via breanna-lynn)

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