The smile on the face
of a couple announces
the beginning of a new life like the song of the cock announcing the
new day. The couple Barake has just given rise to their first wire. The
so much awaited son, the prone
son and object of their pride. It seemed
to me that I listened
with my ears to hum
one melody composed by the
steps of many neighbors come to greet the couple. It was beautiful
melody however sad accompanied with a beautiful voice: listen to me!
Barake will diarra! Lion wire of lion, king wire of kings, the royalty
is with you, it was the voice of a beautiful girl. ?believe me one
cannot say man without having a child, believe me one becomes woman
only after having gave a son, balake veiled
you become the Man, veiled
you today become chief, worthy today the size is with you? continued
the voice. A voice which did not leave anybody indifferent, one which
made jump Barake of his armchair for execute his best steps of dance
before putting the hand in the pocket to leave a pile of banknotes that
he lets fly away on the heads of all. Thus commence history of an
African family. A history of father
or son? A history of experience
less or pride? A history of destiny or society?
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