We approached a man carrying a machete and what looked like the trunk of an oil palm tree. In French, one of us asked, “Why do you bury dead here, in front of your house?”
He smiled. “So that they can watch over me and my family,” he said.
We approached a man carrying a machete and what looked like the trunk of an oil palm tree. In French, one of us asked, “Why do you bury dead here, in front of your house?”
He smiled. “So that they can watch over me and my family,” he said.
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At the start of the story-telling festival at L’Alliance Française, a cultural center in the heart of Nairobi, the host imposed a condition on the audience: we must promise to share the stories we hear. “Deal?” he asked. “Deal” we answered. “Sawa sawa,” he said, and the storytelling began, the first from Kenya.
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