My African child, she's resilient, she is strength, she is black and beautiful and proud
My African child, she knows not of colour and discrimination
My African child, she is young and radiant and youthful
My African child! She is love
My African child, my afro lover, may her hair rise like the fists of warriors before us
My African child
She is one with the land, she calls it home, we call it Africa
My African child, she knows no limits, no fear, she is free
My African child, her skin is gorgeous, "Look Mommy, I am browned" she says with pride
I teach her to love herself and others, for she is the future, a better tomorrow
My African child
She is the hope for a unified world, untainted, she knows of love and respect for others
My African child, I raise you to be everything you want to be and more
My African child, the world is your playground, as my father once told me
My African child, the world is yours
Africa is yours
My African child!
Friday, 16 June 2017
Monday, 12 June 2017
There’s No Place Like Home
My country of birth, the place I call HOME, my Namibia!
I open my eyes,
the very first person I see is my mommy’s doctor, he’s speaking a language I
don’t really understand. My Namibia is diverse; I’ll later learn we have many
local languages. What he’s speaking is German, I’ll later live to learn. “Hello
baby China” he nicknames me, this language is English, the official language of
my country.
I’m leaving the
hospital now, the sunset gleaming on my newly born skin. I feel warm, this is
the warmth of my home. A warmth that spreads where the desert meets the sea, a
warmth that shines bright on my national flag. I love the warmth; it feels like
home.
I’m a
one-year-old now, I learn something new about my country with every growing
day. My mommy took me on an aeroplane…I’m looking down, wow, it’s so stunning.
My mommy says our house is down there, goodbye house, I wave goodbye. We’re
flying over Ondangwa now, I still can’t speak, but mommy sounds it out as we
fly over the blinking rooftops. There’s many open spaces here…look mommy, it’s
a cow!!! I blabber as I point excitedly at this new animal before me. My
country is filled with livestock, hundreds and hundreds of animals. I can’t
really count yet, but mommy says our country is filled with beautiful animals
all over.
I’m starting to
sound out words now…Namibia!!! That’s the name of where I live, that’s the name
of my home! I look at mommy with wonder when she talks about our country.
“There’s no place like home” she loves to say. I believe her, mommy always
knows best!
I’m walking and
running now…my mommy takes me to the sea! My tiny toes are filled with beach
sand…wiggle wiggle wiggle! My Namibia has sand dunes, the softest of sand lives
here. I love the places my mommy takes me, everywhere is something new.
It’s my second
birthday now, my mommy takes me to a lodge. Look mommy, it’s a lion!!! Here’s
wild dog’s mommy, what’s that one with a long neck and spots? “Is that what you
were talking about mommy?” “When you said our land is so beautiful?” “You were
right mommy, you were right!”
I’ve been on
earth for three years now, I speak full sentences now and have a slightly
better understanding of all the animals and the places in the land I call
‘home’.
My mommy
inspires me to someday travel more… “I want to see it all mommy!!!”
I cannot wait
for my mommy to show me more, the more I see, the more I fall in love with my
beautiful Namibia! And so I am inspired, inspired by my mommy, forever doing
the most for me, and for birthing me in the land of friendly faces and amazing
views.
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