The Moa River originates in the highlands of Guinea, and flows south-west. It forms part of the borders between Guinea and Sierra Leone, and Sierra Leone and Liberia. The drainage areas of the river, are known for producing high quality diamonds.
[in West Africa] no one of royal blood was sold into slavery. They were killed. There are no descendants of royal African blood among American Negroes for that reason. The Negroes who claim that they are descendants of royal African blood have taken a leaf out of the book of the white ancestor-hounds in America, whose folks went to England with William the Conqueror, got restless and caught the Mayflower for Boston, then feeling a romantic lack, rushed down the coast and descended from Pocahontas.
Arabist and explorer Alice Morrison talks to Morocco’s first female mountain guide Hafida Hdoubane. Her great-grandmother was a slave captured in Ethiopia and given to her great-grandfather as a prize for his prowess in war.
I was just notified by my mother that one of her friends recently lost her bird, Rambo. She asked me to post it on tumblr, so I am. We live in New York, and it is frigid cold here in winter. It’s supposed to go down to 10 degrees tonight. Please signal boost this to help.
There is a $900 reward if he is found.
Rambo the African Gray Parrot went missing last week on Sand Creek road in Albany, New York.
Parrots are weird birds to find when they go missing because they can mimic phrases. Rambo is known to say his name (”Rambo”), make a very distinctive squeaky toy sound and say several variations of the phrase “step up.” (”C’mon, step up” and “Step up, Rambo”)
He is believed to still be in the area because someone claims to have heard the squeaky toy sounds and ”step up” last night while in the area.
Most likely, if he is found, he will be perched in a tree, but may be seen flying or walking around.
If you see this bird in the upstate New York area, please send me an ask or contact Sue at 518-331-2445 with the following information:
Location you found him
Time of day you found him
State of bird (Alive, dead)
If alive, state current behavior to the best of your ability
IF YOU SEE RAMBO:
Do not try to pick the bird up if you see him. Grays often bite total strangers trying to handle them, especially when distressed.
Do not approach Rambo or he will fly away.
Do not call the police, fire department, animal control etc unless instructed to do so by Sue
Elegba (African) God of roads and opportunity in West African mythology. Elegba is a trickster god, known for playing many practical jokes, often at inopportune times. Elegba is fluent in every spoken language and serves as an intermediary between the human and spiritual world. Elegba was forced into being this intermediary after stealing yams from the High God, Elegba left footprints of the High God’s sandals when he stole them, and argued the High God had stolen them himself. As punishment, Elegba was ordered to become his messenger. He is known for causing confusion and upsetting the cosmic order of things. In voodoo religion, Elegba is known as Papa Legba. He is mostly depicted at an old man holding a crutch, wearing a straw hat, and smoking a pipe.
All names/terms are depicted with the page in which they first appear in the American Gods Tenth Anniversary Edition of the author’s preferred text.
Merchants are in the vanguard of a trade connection between China and Africa that is shaking up the economies of their home countries — for better and for worse. While cheap goods from China benefit customers in South Africa, Nigeria, Ghana, the Congo and many other countries, they have also have been knocking African producers out of business. While the fabric from China is cheaper, it is also of lesser quality. The African Silk Road could be more properly named the Polyester Road. But that does not deter most customers. Electronics are also among the most traded goods, besides a smorgasbord of cheap merchandize for everyday use.
Justus Krueger, ‘Guangzhou’s Silk Road to Africa’, Asia Times
Waking up to the same circumstances you fell asleep to , is not easy.
I have been aware of this for the past few weeks. Dealing with this awareness I have reached out to be inspired, there is no better place to find it than the people of Bukavu for me.
Walking across mountains with a load of heavy bananas for survival isn’t easy especially when one has to look past injustice. This woman does it, she does it because she has dreams and not doing anything will not make them come true or change her circumstances.
It’s hard, it hurts but as living beings we owe it to ourselves to keep fighting for our heart’s desires and our happiness. We owe it to ourselves to fight to wake up to better circumstances. There is beauty in pain, we have to push through the darkness to see bright light.
She is so strong, she does it alone yet many will rejoice from the fruit of her actions.