Stories

Africa



Scenes from my work documenting a program that helps once-reclusive Maasai women.
by Jenny Rizzo ’01

The drive seemed endless in an aging four-wheeler with no windowpanes or seatbelts. The red East African earth formed a gritty coating on my skin and teeth. After three hours our driver slowed to a stop under a tree...

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