by Rob Roberts, St. Augustin, Madagascar
One would think that every kid living in St. Augustin, where a river and the ocean meet, should know how to swim. Think again. Most of them don't, but they play in the water anyway. From October to January, the hot season, the banks of the river are filled with screaming, splashing children, who jump and run all over the place, creating a lifeguard's nightmare. But there are no rules and no observers. It is every kid for himself or herself.
by George Ritchotte, Andranomala Nord, Madagascar
Children do not have any water games, nor does anyone play watersports.
by Robin Larson Paulin, Andranofasika, Madagascar
Children do not necessarily play in the water, although sometimes at dusk we can hear them having fun and laughing and singing while bathing in the stream. Although people do bathe and do laundry in Lake Ravelobe (four kilometers from Andranofasika), they do not swim, because of the crocodiles. There are no boats on the lake, either.
by Jina Sagar, Ambalahenko, Madagascar
Every new and full moon the tides are extreme. At high tide during these phases, ocean water floods Ambalahenko. The houses are all set on stilts, so there is no danger of their getting soaked. The kids take this opportunity, when the village is like a giant swimming pool, to play. I sometimes see kids in a makeshift half-barrel canoe, rowing around town.