Today I am eight months and Bangladesh is forty years old. We celebrated both by going to a fair at the park down our street. It included many booths selling sharis and fried food, man-powered ferris wheels and swings, and mini-caroms games. It was a very colorful occasion!
The boy in the back really wanted Dad to play at his booth. He must have known how good Dad is at caroms! |
We're not sure why the Bengali man in the background is wearing a British flag at the Bangladeshi Victory Day celebration. I had the right flag, though! |
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