Zen and the Art of African Prophesying
Posted on October 29, 2012 by Samara
M. Sophia Newman is a burgeoning freelance writer whose current "day job" is mental health research in Bangladesh under a Fulbright grant. Soph has worked as a technical writer at the Illinois Department of Healthcare and Family Services, writing nerdy things about large data sets. She writes about health, travel, and various other topics at msophianewman.com. The essay rejected by Modern Love was the first pitch of her writing career. She can't wait to go back to Ghana and discuss this with Joyce.
Zen and the Art of African Prophesying
“White woman? When you come back, you bring your boy. Your boy have yellow hair.”
Esther's voice broke the quiet of the room. She had slipped past my screen door a few minutes before, while I sat on the bed, working on my laptop. Lounging on the cool linoleum floor, she had planned words until she was ready to speak.
It was a quiet day in the West African village where Esther, age 12, had lived all her life. Outside, the sun was intense on the cement courtyard between the single mud-brick room I rented and the one where Esther’s family lived.
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