Augustine's in charge of micro-credit. Go around the Busia campaigns to explain to poor women how they can work to earn a living. Then, the soften a bill for ten shillings, and so on. I believe that its success depends on the way he ask, imagine Fonzie, black, at fifty, and twenty feet tall and bald. And with a smile invincible, that does not drop even when laying eyes on his youngest son, sickly and not very cheerful. As if to say that this too will pass. If I fell I gaze on the spots in the legs of the small Conaston, laughing little bit, but I am a Musungu.
E 'was Augustine, however, to repeat a saying that the equator is very fashionable, if you want to hide something from an African, put it in a book.
Their bookish culture, oppressed by the obligation to shoot thirteen years of school in English, humiliated by the lack of books in Uganda, and forced however, a timing that is respectful of the material needs that still rewards them far more than they are pressing us, is almost nonexistent. The only book that will open without having a strong need for an ongoing review is the Bible which speaks volumes about the breadth of their horizons.
Ken and Fred seem to realize it. Fred wanted to make great Bible scholar, and his stentorian figure of a Protestant pastor, is still able to quote me a few words Greek. The fact is that for some 'years meditating sull'endemica cultural weakness of their country. Ken asked me what did I think of a creative writing class ... I would also gladly obliged, except that:
1) For the creative writing schools do not admit of any kind
2) We create yet another English-colonial literature? The Ugandan is their true language, that they use when they talk to each other. They do not like the English, do not know how to use, do not watch it. E 'in Uganda, which should see the writing.
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