For Barack, the simple joy of being with Granny at the ancestral home was enhanced by everything he was doing and touching, the full weight of a circle that was beginning to close hand that he might family recognize himself as he was in that one place. When he found he couldnt communicate with Granny in the Luo language as he wanted to and as he wanted to, and as she expected him to, he asked that Auma tell Granny that he wanted to learn Luo, but that it was hard to find time in the States, because he was very busy there. Granny said she understood but added that a man can never be too busy to know his won people. At this point, he knew that this, too, was pat of the circle, the fact that his life was not tidy or static, that after this important trip to Nairobi and to Home Squared there would always be hard choices to make. It was in the compound of his ancestral home in Alego, under a a mango tree, that Barack asked Granny to tell him about his fathers family. He asked her to start at the beginning. As Granny began to speak in Luo and Auma translated, Barack felt the wind lift and then settle, and he heard voices run together-----three generations of voices running like a current of a slow moving stream... questions like rocks roiling with the water, the breaks in memory separating the currents, but always the voices returning to that single course....a single story.(Page: 46 - BARACK OBAMA). posted by Sopha
Posted on: Sun, 27 Oct 2013 03:43:30 +0000
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