This orphan story got me thinking and was further highlighted by a second orphan story some 2 weeks later. I was returning from a short evening hike, near my house when I guy in his late teens/early 20’s shouts “hey mister, hey there”. He is dressed in what looks like a guard’s or watchmen’s uniform so i think that perhaps he works on campus, has seen me at the guesthouse and wants to walk the last few hundred meters and chat. “Hi, how are you?” I reply. “Orphan care” he says, pointing at me. “Huh”, I didn’t understand what he was saying. “Orphan care, you, give me orphan care for trousers”. I declined and we said goodbye and he went smiling on his way.