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David Pfeifer, Manila
When hope rolls in, you can see it from afar on a white board. It juts out of the handcar that rumbles over old, rust-sealed railway tracks, a couple of colorful plastic chairs wobble in time over the sleepers, the books, the games, the letters that have been stuck on tremble on the small shelves. As soon as the “Library School” rolls up, the children from the settlements in Sitio Santolan, 250 kilometers east of the Philippine capital Manila, converge.