The last day in the village
I’m awake early.
I’m glad to be leaving
and I’m also sad to be leaving.
I’ll miss people.
I want to take them with me.
I want to see the children grow up.
I want to go the Modibo’s wedding.
I want to know what will happen  next week.
Its not true that nothing happens here
Small things become large.
The new granary.
A shelter for animals against the sun.
A wall repaired.
A week with alot of pots.
People come and go.
Babies are born.
It gets hotter.
The tomatoes grow and get ripe.
I will miss this village
and hope I’ll be back.
Speaking more bamanankan
and with a friend.