Ngũgĩ wa Thiong’o: Re-Membering Africa

 

 

Remaining True to Tradition

A Child Scratches for Survival

Africa, where did our humanity and hospitality go?

A friend wrote to me these lines which give me hope (this Christmas) as I think of this child and many others like her:

You'll Never Walk Alone

When you walk through a storm

hold your head up high

And don't be afraid of the dark.

At the end of a storm is a golden sky

And the sweet silver song of a lark.

Walk on through the wind,

Walk on through the rain,

Though your dreams be tossed and blown.

Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart

And you'll never walk alone,

You'll never, ever walk alone.

Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart

And you'll never walk alone,

You'll never, ever walk alone.