5:30am. Their fathers have just returned from a night of fishing. The children get to keep the small fish that won't sell. Most of these children speak different languages, yet they still play together. They live in a slum at the end of the beach. We had fun that morning. They got to be kids. A personal favourite. She is pretending that she is holding a fish. I think she is beautiful. She was getting picked on a bit as she was the smallest. I tried to take some photos just of her.