It's all in the training

We are home and recuperating; me and my "socialite" street cat. So I am totally in the zone again with him and my street kids. I have a new trainee. His mother has 4 kids from 4 different unknown fathers. She's never home so he bums off food from the relatives and neighbors who are just as poor if not poorer. Their parents use firewood to cook,(if they cook) yet these kids are not trained to work so they don't even know how to build a fire. We cooked cassava and they're proud that they cooked it themselves.

Gathered their own firewood.

Their efforts pays off; now they can eat.
Three hundred dollars in his medical bills, and I could not convince him to not go back to the 'hood. I guess it's me who needs the training.