Children of Rwanda

A used tire, a bicycle wheel, a stick and that’s it the world becomes a playground. We then see children create games, jump, dive, sing, dance…  Everything becomes possible with a hint of imagination.

While traveling through Rwanda from North to South, sharing precious time with children in the Rwandan countryside or at the edge of Lake Kivu, memories of my childhood in the streets of Kigali resurfaced and made me want to share these moments of innocence of children met along the way.