Me, My Camera and Makoko

Me, My Camera and Makoko

Oh isn't it just magical to know God?

To know He loves you?

To know He's watching over you?

And to know He's there watching you in times of desperation and affliction...

plotting out a way for everything to work out for your good.

I've seen happiness. I've seen happiness in the funniest places, and saddest situations. 

I've seen children laugh and make toys out of stupid things like plastic bottle covers. 

I've seen them sit naked in mud, run around with their bare feet, and eat with their dirty hands from nylons. 

There's a little Town in Lagos, Nigeria called Makoko. 

In Makoko, Life is easy. 

Everyone worries about the basic things, food water, and shelter.

In Makoko, the children run free, day and night. 

It never stops. 

The men in Makoko make it a daily habit to gamble away their daily bread; literally.  

I once watched those men gamble with bowls of uncooked rice and pasta.

The streets of Makoko are full of laughter, joy, stories, sadness, distrust, fear, black magic, diseases, air pollution, water pollution, etc. 

It is indeed a beautiful place. 

While working as an intern at Eongratis, I was privileged to witness the beauty that is the life of the residents of Makoko.

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