For Audrey, My Ghanaian Friend
I left my country Ethiopia not knowing what was the real purpose of my trip. Things were falling apart in all aspects of my life. I rushed into a plane for the so called land of milk and honey. For months being there I drank ‘vinegar’ for milk and licked my very ‘sweat’ for honey.
Then one day, I met this Ghanaian friend Audrey whose fine words of “all will be well, this is how America torments everyone at the start,” quenched my worries and fears. “You don’t know how it works in this land ?” she asks. “How, please tell me.” I was curious. “Your countrymen haven’t told you the secret to survival here ?” I replied that “they too claim to know nothing, even those I know that have been around for sixteen years.” And then she went ahead to reveal the secrets of success in what she called “this land of dracullas . . .