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Originally posted by 1savvydiva
OH...did I tell you I have some hand-carved monkeys from Nigeria? A friend of mine went to Africa a few years ago, and he brought me back the three-piece set of the monkeys...See no Evil, Hear no Evil, Speak no Evil.
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Why did I try to find some of these????? Why could I no find a set? Dang!!! I'll look again next year. I have film that I have to use up to put in today. maybe I'll take pictures of the stuff I bought, lol, to waste film. I need to hang out with my sorors
so that I can take some cute pictures in Black and White. I can't wait to get my pictures. I'm so excited.
Y'all, I still can't quite believe that I went to Africa. Did I tell y'all that it was the closest I've ever felt to God? EVER. His creation is absolutely magnificent. Awesome. I decided that I am going to take a trip across the country in my car. I'm thinking about maybe spring break, I don't know. What I do know is that I've been out of the country twice, and never out west in America and it doesn't make any sense. I want to see some national forests and mountains to see if it can rival what I saw in Africa. The Allegheny Mountains cannot. So I want to see the Rockies. I just want to see stuff now. EVERYTHING. So, my Cali Sawrahs, I'll be out your way sometime next year!!!! I've never driven across the country before, it sounds cool. Why don't WE ever do stuff like that?
God answers prayer, please believe it. There is no way you can go and see this stuff and not believe He exists. His creation is PERFECT. It's so beautiful. I meditated a lot while I was over there. It was just the perfect place to talk to God. There are a lot of quiet places. I felt like I could literally go sit on the mount and talk to God. Now, if there were White people around, we'd attract a crowd. But one time, at the rock quarry, I just separated myself from the group, and went and sat on a slab of granite. Y'all, this rock quarry was one of my favorite places in all of Ethiopia. A rock quarry. Who knew? I loved it!!! I would go there again and again and again. It was a wonderful place to sit and have a little talk with Jesus.
It's stuff like that that I will cherish and never forget about my trip.
I did cry over there because I got overwhelmed with not knowing what country my people come from. It's disheartening when they ask you where you are from, they mean what country in Africa. And you have to explain that you, your parents, and your grandparents, and whoever else you know is American.
Y'all, I truly understood at that moment the feeling of being stripped of your history. We don't even know where we come from. All we know is Africa. No idea what part of the continent. That is just sad.
I would love to trace my lineage back to see where we came from. I have to pray on that, because that is a skeerious task right there.
I am still not done cleaning, so I have to go, lol. I just wanted to come and talk to y'all a little bit.
I had really missededed y'all.
My name is Monique, AKA Ideal08, and I am a GreekChat Addict.
