"Rajesh Kumar is a shopkeeper by profession but spends hours every morning teaching around 80 children from the poorest of the poor in India’s capital. The 43-year-old visited the construction of the Delhi transit station a few years ago and was disturbed by the sight of many children playing at the site instead of attending school.
When he questioned the parents working at the sites they all said there were no schools in the vicinity and no one cared. Consequently, his open-air class room was born - between pillars and beneath the tracks of the Delhi transit system, known as the Metro.
Every few minutes a train passes above, the children unperturbed by its sounds. There are no chairs or tables and the children sit on rolls of polystyrene foam placed on the rubble. Three rectangular patches of wall are painted black and used as a blackboard.
Anonymous donors have contributed cardigans, books, shoes and stationery for the children, as their parents cannot afford them. One unnamed individual sends a bag full of biscuits and fruit juice for the pupils every day - another incentive for the children to turn up for their studies.”
Thank you, frenchchairs.
It’s been a while but I’m back! :D
So in ancient times the main thing for a human to do was to make as much babies as he/she could! Men died in wars and while workin and women died during childbirth and also while workin. As for kids more then 80% of them died durin their first few years of life (I totally made up 80% but you understand me, right? Mortality of kids was HUGE!). So giving birth and raising as much kids as possible was a perfect thing to do.
But imagine having many kids, and not like perfect kids. Rather imagine having few of demons.
The actors of this story are from left to right:
Oldest son: Nakthi
Third son: Amsi
Second daughter/ twin: Sitre
First daughter: Femi
Fourth son/ twin: Senbi
Second son: Woserit
Nakthi (checking some random young egyptian girl): Well hello there, you must be the daughter of the mighty Hathor! ;)
Kiya (although Nakthi is 15 and ready to get married she isn’t very fond of his flirting): Daughter of Hathor? Boy I’m gona slap you so hard your horny head will fall down!!!
Amsi: Mom! I want to pet that croc!!!
Femi: Why you little piece of sh**! Woserit I’m gona break your bones!
Woserit: Sister, you look like the god Bes when you are mad! :D
Khu: Dear Amon and dear Mut, help us!
Sitre (thinking): Wtf is wrong with my brother?! Always shiting his clothes and crying like a crazy person!
So yeah, a short dumb story for this pic! Anyway, I’ve been drawing this for day and a half, I’m out of the game obviously. :/
That’s all, hope you like it!
P.S. I used a lot of references for Woserit’s face! My bad :/