Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Me, I come from my muzza!

Where do you come from?

This morning, a radio journalist asked that question to a group of Ethiopian kids. He was trying to show how the football World Cup had reached every corner of the globe. Some answered with the name of their remote village.

And then one little boy gave such a simple answer.
"And you - where are you from?" asked the journalist, full of professionalism, emphasising our differences.
"Me, I come from my muzza!" said the boy, without hesitation.
"From your mother?"
"A good answer," said the journalist, a little deflated.

A good answer indeed.

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