The small village is wonderful. the houses are mostly in the local stone and one feels protected, sheltered in them. Sometimes there are big gates and pretty vistas. The donkey called me so I cuddled him and rubbed his soft nose.We worked hard. Every word was weighed and scrutinized. I am sure that after we finished the second half of the correction, the book will be interesting reading. It will give insight about the hardships of life in the worst Cameroonian jail one can imagine. At the end of the day we made a long walk through the spring field, smelling the different trees, enjoying the vistas. What a great day. Gratitude is in order. On June 27 his city poem will be mounted on the supporting wall around the church in Dutch and French. This way activism becomes its own reward.
Clowns from Amsterdam
6 years ago