Friday, May 04, 2007

africa africa africa africa africa africa africa


I just read the latest in Alexander McCall's mystery series, The Number One Ladies' Detective Agency. After the last sentence, it says:
africa
africa africa
africa africa africa
africa africa
africa
That is why these books are so popular. At their heart is love -- love of Africa, of Botswanaland, of acacia trees and bush tea and sky.

These books are a trickle of soft. When Africa is in our hearts, we will take care of her. Because then Africa is me, here, in the book I will pass on to my mother about the traditionally-built lady detective, and her assistant wearing shiny maroon-with-bows resignation shoes.

To have people care for the theatre, say the Odin, You must give it to them.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Heh, you're back! Just clicked in here after another long absence myself. Hope you're doing just fine...
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Anonymous said...

good to hear from you, hope everything is going well and that you've been busy doing things you love.