Joseph, our departmental messenger, was a gold medal contender in the swivel chair sleep Olympics, during my tenure in the mid-1990s at the African Development Bank, in Abidjan.
Still pondering this story as I see it on many different levels of metaphor. In my consciousness, the ingredients of this story have not yet cooked enough into a final stew.
Still pondering this story as I see it on many different levels of metaphor. In my consciousness, the ingredients of this story have not yet cooked enough into a final stew.
This is a lovely story. Both Joseph and Ferdinand are fleshed out compassionately and vividly.
A man who worked in purple pants... this alone would have encouraged me to take a closer look at him.
I loved this perspective from a life lived abroad.; I have the sense that the experience can be universal. Thanks for sharing.