Otgontuya decided that she wanted to go with us to the airport. I asked her why she wasn't in school. She said that she didn't go to school, she cut hair. I was sad. She is only 15 and has to make her own way. Many children here can't be children. She was still all smiles.

This is the elementary school in Murun. We watched the children go to school from our hotel room. They wear little pinafores over their jeans and white blouses.

This is also out our hotel window. Notice the gers. Architecture is mixed in all the cities. There are frame buildings, cement buildings and gers all in the same block. Every city a a black cloud because of the coal that is burned in the buildings.

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This little gal was due to have a baby any day. She gave me a beautiful embroidered bookmark that says"Pray for Mongolia."

Fun baby.

When you go visiting everyone wants a picture with you. They are such dear folks and these are times to treasure.

This little gal fell in one of the games and broke her collar bone. President Clark bandaged her up. The only X-ray technician in Murun was not available so we went with experience. Her name is Otgontuya. Sister Clark and I took her home to her mother. She was really worried that her mother would yell (she's not a member) but her mother was very nice while we were there.

Sleeping baby awake and her mom. She wasn't sure she wanted her picture taken.