I haven’t been writing as much as I would like lately, but I have an excellent excuse. Exciting things are happening.
With the help of a most excellent sound engineer, I’ve been recording my stories for compilation into audiobooks.
When something gets into your eye, it is a friend who will remove it for you.
— Asante Proverb
We do not mean, we do not really mean, that everything, you are about to hear, is the truth. A story, a story, let it come, let it go…
There was a time, long, long ago, when only meerkats had color in their coats.
All the animals envied the meerkats for the different shades of their fur, the black around their eyes and the stripes on their backs. They all wanted colorful coats too. So, God gave a meerkat the power to decorate the coats of the other animals.
He will become a frog.
And, he will jump, jump, jump away.
He will become a monkey with one leg,
And he will hop, hop, hop away.
— Traditional Yoruba Girls’ Song of Rebuke
The storyteller is here! Today, I come with a tale of the crafty Ananse, looking to fill his belly with more than his fair share of food.
Anansesem se so …
Ananse’s Cousin Comes to Town
He who rides the horse of greed at a gallop, will pull it up at the door of shame.
ONE DAY, Ananse was watching Aso, his wife, cooking when a wonderful idea came to him.
“Aso,” he said, “I have something important to tell you.”
“I’m listening,” Aso said.
Part 2 of my on-going imaginary interviews with Kweku Ananse, the famous trickster of African and Carribean folk tales. Part 1 is here.
Me: Good morning, Agya Kweku Ananse.
Ananse: Oh it’s you again. Morning, morning. How is that story-telling thing of yours going?
Ananse: Ah good. People try to blame all sorts of things on me. Take that chicken story for instance.