There is an African proverb that goes like this:
Every morning in Africa a gazelle awakens knowing it must today run faster than the fastest lion or it will be eaten. Every morning a lion awakens knowing it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve. It matters not whether you are a gazelle or a lion, when the sun rises you had better be running.
Sitting in an over-sized plush armed chair in the posh and tightly secured lobby of the InterContinental Hotel Nairobi I am eagerly anticipating a meeting with a delegate from the African Union. The lobby is a buzz with foreign guests seeking meetings with the African and Kenyan elite. The slick marble floor reflects an annoying and eye squinting glare. I am uncertain what to expect.
Life as a Mzungu, from Detroit/Baltimore, living and working in Nairobi, Kenya.
Showing posts with label Africa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Africa. Show all posts
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
Jina langu ni Matt
Matt: Habari yako
Driver: nzuri
Driver: na wewe je
Matt: nzuri pia
I think I accomplished the some embryonic dialogue with our driver as he laughs and drives away.
Kiswahili lessons with a jolly Kenyan named Ezekiel. My opportunity to learn some actual Swahili phrases other than just sawa sawa (fine fine) and sema (talk to me). Our introduction a brief history of Africa, swahili and the root of the endless number of African languages.
Driver: nzuri
Driver: na wewe je
Matt: nzuri pia
I think I accomplished the some embryonic dialogue with our driver as he laughs and drives away.
Kiswahili lessons with a jolly Kenyan named Ezekiel. My opportunity to learn some actual Swahili phrases other than just sawa sawa (fine fine) and sema (talk to me). Our introduction a brief history of Africa, swahili and the root of the endless number of African languages.
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