We could hear the singing before we parked the car. The women of Chabula were greeting us in song. Their voices harmonized as they clapped in rhythm.
It was a day for singing. Later, inside Chabula's early childcare center, the teacher led his students in English recitations: the days of the week and the months of the year — followed by a rousing rendition of "If You're Happy and You Know It" in Chichewa.
Later in the day, as we conducted video interviews of anti-child-labor club members, once again I heard the sound of voices singing. It was a choir, practicing for a concert. Their harmonies will likely be caught on some of our audio recordings. But if they're not, I have them where I need them, right up in the old noggin.