Got To Be A Joker He Just Do What He Please

Posted: October 20, 2014 in Africa, Americans, daily life, privilege
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Bon après midi gens du monde!  Good afternoon people of the world!

Well, here it is.  Tonight marks another sunset on one more beautiful week in Bamako.  This week ended up being pretty productive, so as it comes to an end I have to say it went to good use.

First off, my stepmother-dearest, Kari was here visiting this week.  We had a good time checking out a few restaurants around town.  A few Dad and I had been to, but many we hadn’t.  So When Kari got here we showed her the spots we found and liked so far, but we were soon out of new places to go.  We discovered a few spots that were honestly pretty impressive, like Savana, the big American/European spot complete with a thatched roof and zebra-skin chairs.  It was a warm restaurant that looked like it could easily get pretty hot if the band got going.  Apparently there is a Greek place out there somewhere with the highest reviews around.  Even though I could easily go never smelling Ouzo again, I do love me some feta.  I’ll let you know if it lives up to its name.

With Kari’s help we got a few trinkets for the house, like a new lamp for the den and some curtains.  We also unpacked our books onto the bookshelf and fixed two of the air conditioners.  Having all the books out, in the open, in one place makes it way easier to just read a little of each of the books I’m constantly reading, which is nice.  Maybe one day I’ll finish one.  No, just kidding.  I actually finished Twain’s, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, which is great.  Though now I have a stronger distaste for Tom Sawyer and his unnecessary theatricality.  The car was brought into the shop to have its A/C fixed on Saturday.  The whole ordeal was originally expected to be a few hours, but it ended up taking seven or eight.  The best part is that now that we got it back, the A/C works a little worse in the front, won’t turn off or turn down in the back, and the “Check Engine” light is on. … Three steps forward and two steps back, as they say.  It’s a process.  The A/C repairman also made a visit this week to fix the unit in Dad’s room.  Once again it was my man in the bright blue suit, who determined the cause of the malfunction was simply that the unit had never been cleaned since he himself installed it almost five years ago.  So he did his usual cleaning of the filters and syphoning of the tubes WITH HIS MOUTH, and whatever dead salamanders were clogging up the thing were taken care of real fast.  If anyone deserves to be paid more, it’s that guy.  Little by little this place is starting not to look or feel quite like Alcatraz anymore.  It’s all very exciting.

This week I got some solid writing done.  I put some good hours in on a story I’m working on, and a book of poetry I have been comprising for about five years now.  Next week I think I’ll focus a little more on music and see if I can get some beats and tunes saved for later.  So many projects, so little time!  Who knows, maybe one day one of my many projects will be complete enough to show off.  I could tell you what they were about now, but… I’d have to kill you.  And I like y’all.

Oddly enough, I also happened to be a guest on a TV show this week!  Once a year AfriCable, an international African television station hosts a karaoke competition called King Karaoke.  They pick twenty contestants out of 150 or so original applicants to compete for and be crowned the karaoke king (or queen) of Africa!  A producer from the show hangs out at the same hotel Dad and I have been going to Thursday nights for karaoke, and wanted me on after she heard these glorious pipes.  What can I say.  Technically contestants need two songs to compete, one of which needs to be a traditional Bambara song.  Since I only just moved here and know neither French nor Bambara (yet), they asked if I would sing a song for their premier episode, which recorded on Thursday and aired on Sunday.  I was originally asked to sing No Woman, No Cry, but a group of contestants decided on that as one of theirs so instead I went with my backup, Come Together.  The best part of the whole experience came right after they called me on stage though.  As I was waiting for they system to reboot so my song could start playing, the host asked me to sing something a cappella to kill time.  I agreed and decided on a bit of Three Little Birds to stick with the original Bob Marley theme, which the crowd liked at least enough to join in and start clapping along.  They only televised a short clip from Come Together, but at least those at the recording got a more of a show.  That was a blast, haha.  If I can find a clip online I’ll post it here for you all to enjoy.

On a more serious and useful note, this week I also finalized plans with Dad to volunteer some time at his office teaching his staff English.  The next step is to meet with him and his assistant at the same time so they can begin making sure all the right channels are aware.  Ideally though, pretty soon I should start holding classes at noon on Tuesdays (for beginners) and Thursdays (for intermediate/advanced).  I’m very excited about the possibility.  Hopefully I can help the overall team improve its English, and build a network of references in the meantime.  Time will tell at this point.  Fingers crossed.

I suppose that’s all for now folks.  I’m off to go watch some AfriCable.  If I fall asleep with it on, it’s like learning French through osmosis, right?

Onward and upward,

-Z

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