In the block printing room, as in everywhere we went, there were these cool kids watching everything and talking amongst themselves. They would giggle and smile incessantly, sometimes approaching to shake hands with me. This fellows dad and the printer were reaching to get this little guy out of the way, not realizing he was the subject of the shot. This was the only time I saw an adult tell any of the kids to move. I enjoyed how the kids were allowed to observe and eavesdrop freely or play. They all seemed to have these big personalities. I only didn’t photograph their faces out of respect and was trying to catch a shot of him watching the work.