Cycle and Fall

This afternoon's language lesson turned into a cycling lesson! K is getting there at last with it.

The children and I had a neighbourly time visiting a couple of families. One was a family whose 3 year old had fallen 15 foot from a balcony and miraculously survived. The mum and aunts are in shock and exhausted but spending their whole time hosting visitors because that's the culture here. In many ways it's lovely but in others I just wish everyone would leave them alone and not put more burdens on them. The little girl meanwhile, seems to be lapping up all the attention. She has the blackest eye I've ever seen. I just hope she's really okay as they got sent home from hospital far too soon but it was so crowded due to all the injured peshmerga being brought in from the war.