Today was quite special. If you’ve been reading these “Out of Africa” posts, you know that I have lived in Guinea for five years, about thirty years ago. In the small town where I lived (Kamsar), there weren’t a whole lot of us, expat children. We were forced to learn how to get along together.…… Continue reading Out of Africa… (6)
If you live in North America, you know that life here, has become a race. Men, women and even the youngest children live in a perpetual rush. You wake up, rush to get ready, rush to get the kids to the kindergarden, or school, rush to get to work, rush to get the job…… Continue reading Out of Africa… (5)
I am a woman. Shocking, I know. But as a woman, I long struggled with my image… I don’t mean to say that men don’t worry about how good they look, but unfortunately, I still believe to this day that a man can be attractive to women no matter what he looks like, if he…… Continue reading Out of Africa… (2)
I mentionned a couple of days back, that I lived in Guinea for five years. Some people seemed interested about my experience, and I thought I could start a couple of short prompts about my life in Africa. I have a lot of clear memories of my time spent abroad, but I think it would…… Continue reading Out of Africa… (1)
Cyranny's Cove 