I was about to photograph the vividly colored mural that gives the village of Sayousi much of its identity, when I noticed that a mother had momentarily lost sight of her daughter, who she thought was following her down the long hill adjacent to the mural. The child had just turned away from her mother and climbed eight of the nine steps that abruptly governed the steep descent of the sidewalk. I caught mother and child here just as the mother realized where her daughter had gone. (Mother and child were together again within ten seconds – that’s how fast the woman climbed those stairs.) Meanwhile another mother walks past the mural with her own child safely in hand. This photograph is an example of one of those little incidents that can give street photography its store of human values. I see such values as curiosity, danger, responsibility, and maternal care all at work here.