In search of all books Africa in the library yesterday, amidst Out of Africa and Coetzee and the Lonely Planet, I found a slim book, meant for kids, called Facing the Lion. It's the story of Joseph Lemasolai Lekuton, a Maasai warrior from Kenya. What a storyteller. It is humourous and humble and vivid; an hour of pure delight. He seems equally at home in his nomadic village and at Harvard, in worlds we like to call polar opposites.
I think I love Facing the Lion because you can tell Lekuton is happy because he appreciates what's in front of him, it has nothing to do with money and everything to do with the people and beauty of the world. Call me a sap, but I LOVE IT.
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