Monday, July 18, 2011
Let me tell you a story...
I spent some time in Africa.
But I’m no Isak Denisen -
I wrote no memoir.
I remember the big big sky
and beautiful people.
I remember nshima
and the Toyota truck
that I drove on the
wrong side of the road.
(Yes, this is as terrifying
as you might imagine.)
I remember wondering
how I came to be wearing
that missionary mask
and I remember the care
with which I stored it
when I came home.
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ReplyDeleteI really liked this.:)
ReplyDeleteI am going to have to start thinking of you as 'baby bug!'
ReplyDeleteI can't imagine how amazing your African experience must have been ... great Magpie.
Oh, this was such a treat. thanks for sharing your experience and what a perfect post for the mask!
ReplyDeleteYes... a perfect match, and what a wonderful life experience. I'm sure you have lots to write about from it!
ReplyDeleteexcellent - and great photo
ReplyDeleteyou did?
ReplyDeleteexcellent
Cool tale, great photograph!
ReplyDeletegreat pie.
ReplyDeleteI love the notion of you storing the missionary mask upon your arrival home.
ReplyDeleteThanks for this intriguing Magpie.
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