The other day on my way home from wmy gig, I happened upon a number of danish kids maybe 8 or 10 years old. It must have been lunch time because I had knocked off my gig later than usual around 12.30 – 12.45pm. Like you know, I live in a village aka boondoos and most people here have not ever really seen a black person up close. The closest is maybe on TV.
So there I am on my bike, feeling tired and lazy enjoying the sun, when I see these 2 kids see me. I am riding up a gentle hill. Hedges growing close to the road kinda hide the kids from my line of vision. A few seconds later 4 kids jump out onto the bicylce path and look at me say something and jump out of vision. Next 6 kids jump in .By now I am cursing the fate that made me end work late. I keep riding. The voices get closer and more excited.. I ride past, the kids are kinda startled staring at me.. I stare back….. then one of them a girl says something and they break up. end of story.
When I got home I kept thinking about it and could not help compare the scenario to those I have witnessed in Kenya and Uganda. If I was white, riding past an African village school…. know what would have happened…. them kids would have jumped out onto the bicycle path smiling and jumping up and down chanting "Muzungu, Muzungu, Muzungu!!!"
So here is my question, what´s up with white kids? ama is it black kids???