The past few days I have just had this urge to be extra mean. Especially to certain people close to me. Last night I put my finger on it, it felt just like a vice-grip...this sudden urge to be mean. It's pride, the older I'm getting, the more I'm realizing I need people. Growing up the independent tom- boy type of girl, it just started catching up on me and I wasn't really prepared. Abeg, wisdom, where art thou? Is this the end of Thandi as we knew her? Guess I'm becoming an emotional softie...alas!
The story is told that Alpha Blondy (born Seydou Kone in 1953, Cote d'Ivoire) composed the song "sweet Fanta Diallo" to thank the mysterious nurse who had attended faithfully to his mental health needs as a psychiatric patient in an Ivorian hospital. Well after he was well again, he returned to the hospital to thank Fanta Diallo. No one knew of her or even remembered a nurse named Fanta Diallo as ever having worked there. He left and believing she might have been an angel set about composing the song to thank her anyway. I have had my own Fanta Diallos, many I can't remember; and for those whose composition is not etherial; in case you ever come across this blog, thank you one and all! Here are some my brain can recall: 1. I was a crawling baby when I had wandered on all fours outside of our yard. All my mother remembers from the incident is a very irate man bringing me home. He had found me teetering on a bridge unknowingly facing, as it were, death, a short d
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