Nenita was not ashamed that she needed a loan, in fact she offered to tell me how she makes a living. "Well my stand is not popular. If i only relied on my stand, i would not have enough money to buy food. I sell livestock on the side for more money, and right now i am saving up to send my four children to collage." she told me. Today we had too restock Nenita's stand. "Where do you get the bananas and the charcoal?" i asked. "I get some of the bananas from the farm across the village and the charcoal i order." she replied. A car drove up to the stand, A man with tan skin, white teeth, and a mustash hopped out of the truck. "Here are your bananas and charcoal." "Thank you" Nenita replied. The man smelled like old spice and new car. I lifted one of the 6 crates of bananas and put it on the ground behind the wooden stand. I slowly put the rest of the 5 crates behind the stand. I open one of the boxes and took out to big bunches of bananas, i put them on top of the stand. I repeated that for an hour until i got all the bananas out of the crates and on the stands, by that time the sun had set and it was so beautiful. It was a great day.
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