In one of the weirder comparisons of this blog. It’s like LARK RISE TO CANDLEFORD by Flora Thompson. Well that sounds a bit dramatic, but you know what I mean. There was a very small window between those cultures meeting the West, and being able to dialogue with the West as ‘themsleves’ – as it were – and the West then wiping them out. It’s interesting to see what she has to say, because there are very few people who grew up in a rural, traditional African household and were given a chance to write about it before colonialism wiped that lifestyle out. She was sent to a convent school, and her headmistress there gave her her first typewriter. She was born into a royal (and I’m assuming wealthy) Ghanian family in 1942, and must have had some forward thinking parents, because she got a bit of formal education. These are a pair of charming little plays written by a Ghanaian woman in the 1960s.
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