hello doctor

a le ko mami ge, go mbong ?et cabbage...fie ge abe bo ?et

ordering in the dialect can earn you a free ration of boiled peanuts. cabbage has come into fashion in town and two women are selling a delicious cabbage stew with cassava fufu. a saw two men hurrying down the path, one with a raphia basket i assumed to contain a few fowls. upon closer inspection they were just walking fast like everyone here does and it was a small pig, who slackened his bowls as i passed by. the guy was prepared for this. friday mornings is a nice time to sit with mother dolores at the bus stop watching her drop balls of dough into the hot oil, watching the school children pass by. transport prices have dropped somewhat now that the dry season is coming on. the first gust of harmattan entered our classroom and all the children became animated and pretended to shiver. i told them that they should not complain, there are poor children in nigeria that have a slightly colder harmattan wind to deal with. in bafoussam some adolescents smoking say "ndek, j'ai faim." you should be ashamed, i told him, nobody goes hungry in these bamilike lands with such red red soil, there are starving children in niger. i just can't wait until they beg me in niger. 'oh please, there are hungrier people in... sierra leone... maybe. i'll get back to you. have some millet."
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