Yesterday, I attended a nutrition workshop for our gestantes (pregnant women participating in our program). It was run by 2 of the Community Health Workers up in the hills of Carabayllo. I am “in charge” of supervising the children durign the event and there are very few options of formal places to play (read: zero).

I was completely struck by one little girl who created, from nothing, a little “kitchen” and attended to it for the next 1.5 hours. There was something about it to me, even of a spiritual nature. From a dusty mess comes a tiny girl´s play kitchen.

I am constantly thinking about humans and our behavior. How confusing, frustrating, beautiful, and complicated it is. I am struck by the question: Why does she create this? With no precendent? No pushing? With nothing there before?