They approached me as a giddy mob of kids. I photographed them as they as they advanced, and as they chattered past, but my most expressive shot was this one, made after the children had moved on by me. Most of the pay me no heed – they are on their way to an adventure that has nothing to do with me. But two of the children turn to look at me as they pass. The closet child to me looks bemused, while the other schoolgirl looking towards me is also trying to figure out why I am making their picture. I liked the way the colonnade in the background swallows the entire parade as it vanishes into its darkness. The river of children becomes a stream of uniforms on the move, except for the two kids who linger a second, trying to figure out what the tall American holding a camera is trying to do.