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evelyn karatu link
03/30/2011 06:17

dear wawi
u dont know how proud i am of you and i enjoy looking at mami afrika whenever i can. keep up the good job and know i am rooting for you always. love always evelyn karatu

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Thoya Karisa
04/27/2011 21:13

I agree sister.
Let's also promote a spirit of learning among our young people and the older generation as well. Let's promote our own literature in our schools guided by a curriculum that promotes our values and one that inspires our creativity to bring out the best in us. We are more valuable if we have something to offer, something to sell, created by our own people, in our own terms. Let's focus on creating opportunities through entrepreneurship, collective responsibility, and do away with dependence on other regions, ultimately keeping poverty at a respectable distance. Interdependence is more appealing. Let's not forget that we grew out of massive trading empires. Let's use our cultural diversity as an asset in order to forge better interactions with our neighbors, and not as a weapon to disguise our unwillingness to being accountable to our own people. Let's not underestimate the struggle and sacrifice it took to get us to where we are. We are no longer victims but over comers.

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    Wawi Amasha

    I live in the beautiful and sunny California, but Africa is always present in me. I was raised in a small village called Rwika by my maternal grandmother for 18 years. I really enjoyed my life in the village, it taught me so much about the very basics that are so crucial for survival. From the time I can remember, I was learning things like weaving, making musical instruments, farming, dancing, hunting, fetching firewood, grazing cattle and so much more.......

     It's been 16 years since I re-located to California, now that village life sounds like  another lifetime, and I guess it was. Even though I go home regularly, I notice the changes in everything, the village’s landscape has been transformed with few landmarks left to believe it’s the same place, like a dried up stream,  or if you are lucky to see it, an ancient native tree. But regardless of all the changes over the years my dreams are literally filled with traces of this village life, things, places and even people that are no more. What a journey this has been until now and by the will of God, I will continue to live in gratitude, I will live every now with joy, peace and awe of creation.

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