The water comes from underground. It's clear and clean. But our stomachs weren't adapted to it. Having once passed out in Uganda from food poisoning, I can say it is not polite to your hosts to get really sick. So we either took our water boiled, in the form of tea or porridge, or soup, or Ron filtered it.
The well at Wunlang now goes from dawn to midnight. Girls and women pump water into their jerrycans. (Note the use of a cut-down plastic bottle as a funnel.) Because it's so much easier to get water that before, girls have time to go to school.
Lisa Deeley Smith, one of the directors of Village Help for South Sudan, starts her first teacher-training session for Wunlang schoolteachers. The portable chalkboard is being used in Wunlang's church. We needed to meet there so we could hold the chalkboard in place with bricks at the top of the wall.