WE ARE ALL AMERICANS!!!!!!

Monday, November 3, 2008 at 12:45am

After centuries of slavery,deportation,colonization,segregation and marginalization, the day is close ... REMEMBER Rosa Parks, Malcolm X, Martin Luther King, their fights,their sacrifices in the name of humanity...YES Humanity , i dont agree with equality coz its a fact but they have to be respected as human beings full stop..these last 20 years have witnessed turmoils but also positive changes not to mention one the greatest event in the overall black history (@ large in my understanding), that Day when Xolilala Nelson Mandela was set free of Robben Island...AS a witness of history i cried, conscious that a strong signal was sent to the world. And Now in D- 2 Barack Obama is running for Presidency...do i support because he is black? NOT only but mostly because he is brilliant and i think that he can make a difference and revive the fading American Dream, tarnished with years of unjustified and disorganized occupations costing lives of us soldiers. So All this to say the humiliation of segregation was not in vain and hoping for a better future with a reduced economical segregation.I remember my friend living in Buckhead always taken for a nannx coz she was black whereas she was the owner of her house in a rich white only area and am talking about our time...So even if we cant vote,our prayers,positive vibes and blessings go to Senator Obama.we are all Americans in our heart because of the pride we feel about u...that means 2moro a Jewish, an Arab, a Latino ,a native indian or an Asian can lead the fate of the US OF A...And then the dream of all those whose names are registered in Ellis Island is about to come true: the materialization of the AMERICAN DREAM through the Victory of Barack Obama..INSHALLAH!

ROOTS

Sunday, January 25, 2009 at 10:56pm

Who am i? Where do i come from? Coming from a certain family where used to count much more than money, i was raised keeping in mind the stories of my forefathers, always being remembered that wherever life takes me , i am who i am , the granddaughter of x and a descent of the last Kings of Senegal. A mixed heritage that i have been carrying proudly wherever the wind pushed me.. I was raised with old fashioned values that were supposedly in application in Senegal but my Mum didnt realize that whatever values were on in the early 70's, they were no more really in in the 90's with the shifts in our society where greed had replaced customs and values..But am soo grateful to have been taught old fashioned values they are worth billions to me and they have helped me evolve in various countries and cultures with a tolerant eye. Digesting and adapt those that attracted me and learning from the great school of life day after day.. Alex Haley researching his roots opened the door to a whole world to African Americans: yes they had a great great great Grand father named Kounta kinté, and they came from a proud nation.Many of our brothers in thd US undergo DNA test to identify their tribe of origin: fulani? Yoruba? Bantu? Always thd same question?: where do i come from ? What is the history of my family? I know some of u might think that its a useless knowledge but for me who has never really lived in the country where i was born , i really thank my Mum who has been giving me inside information on my family History, who made sure i would go to my village every time i step my foot in Senegal to greet my father's mum.. And when my Mum's father was alive, i made sure i was spending as much time as i could with him to learn about my Roots. Did that help me a lot to build my character?? I guess so! Cause knowing who u are and where u comd from will help u trace ur path and have a clearer vision on where u want to go.., or so i think. And each country i have been to, eacb person with his/her specificity, past, history has been a great school and study ground on my Life on going MBA degree.. And i am realizing that soooo many of us in spite of all the european influences are holding on to our roots no matter where we live and it is our strenght to walk through life with pride and dignity. As i said earlier this week my village is Goumbe Guéoul in Senegal but i have a village of heary in each country where i hv made brothers and sisters of heart. And this wealth is my heritage to my children. My heritage lives in me and will continue to live trough my children even if being Americans, they could become President of the USA but always reaffirm with pride like Barack Hussein Obama that his father is Luo from Kenya.tomorrow will tell. We grew from our roots and a tree separated from his roots wil fall and die.......

STOP SAYING AGE IS A NUMBER!!!!!!!

Wednesday, October 8, 2008 at 10:17pm

First i want to thank the diet support team for their comments and ideas!!! Am on the right track! I will fit into my favorite jeans in few days!!! Ok thats not the purpose of this note! Am sick and tired of people telling me age is a number coz when i was 18 or 20, I Could go to Keur Samba till 7 am on friday nights' and then take my school bag from Maimouna and run to an exam. IT was then...

If I Go to bed after 3 am ,it takes 3 days to my body to recover,it is now.

In those days Acne was my problem,now i have a flawless skin but every morning and evening Estée Lauder guides my life. Advanced Night, eye, perfectionist,idealist, hydracomplete,etcetera,etcetera...HOW THAT SEPHORA Lady loves me. Strivectine, Perricone,Shisheido,Orlane,la Prairie; I Tried them all... Do they work maybe coz people tell me "âge is a number"! Liars!

My souvenirs of the guys dancing Jimmy Gill...am sure my sister Fatima 18 doesnt know him... The Clarence & Charles Jourdan shops where we use to buy our shoes were closed years ago! Hell! For me NY was the twin towers... LADUREE has become a chain of tea rooms,and Champs Elysées was so exclusive..it was then so dont tell me age is just a number!!! Love ya all! When i was 20, i didnt need to diet...

LONG TIME NO BLOG...

• Back to the blogosphere after 4 months of hard work concentrating on my business...mmmm....Doing business in DrC is very challenging..You have all the company paper done, you need some more documents to open your doors , to sit in your office, to this, to that...But, at the end we made it, now running up and down chasing customers, changing secretary and challenging my micro team. Migraine as the month is ending, fights with my business partner, then we go again, confronting ideas , methods, visions, but doing it for real.
• We are operating, Contract here, contract there and some days motivated, some other days feeling like staying in bed.But now I am the Boss.I have to show example, wake up sister,get up sister, it is time for you to BE, i want my voice to be heard, my management system is in place, and I am just fighting against negative thoughts and other Useless ideas that could cross my b.....y mind.
• I was more on facebook experiencing social networking, remeeting my childhood friends, reconnecting with my remote family and re-being a Citizen of the world.But the dialog is scarce, the exchanges are seldom but the pictures are abundant.Anyway thanks to EK's post who motivated me to come back to my blog shameless to display my African Life, Heritage and Pride.So to ya All Buongiorno, Konnichiwa, Hello,HABARI, Mbote,Nangadef,Diarama: the African mixed cultured lady is back on the Blog scene for more posts, thoughts, ideas and fun.

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Happy Birthday to myself..

March 30th 1970 ,Dakar,Senegal .

This is when it all started, i was given a chance to come up here and discover the world...

Female,black,african...Such a joy for my folks but they didn't know that the world would be becoming harsher and harsher for people with my profile...

Anywaym i never gave up and i have been around this bloody world, wandering like a real fulanis, roaming from Paris to Seoul, From Tijuana to Kuala Lumpur, From Cape Town to Lougah, and everywhere i felt at home, never limited by language barriers , Ohayo Gozaimasu in Tokyo, Gracias in Cuba, Taitzien in Taiwan...Everywhere i felt at home , i never gave a chance to others to make me feel different or weaker.Even after having worked as a high executive in an Egyptian telecom conglomerates among Palestinian,Jordans, lebanese, and Egyptian men.I still felt at ease..So wether born at the wrong place (according to the stats), with the wrong background (according to the stats again) you give yourself a chance by believing in you.So i ate a delicious chocolate cake guiltfree and thought about how blessed i am to have reached my age and how great my life is (if i focus on the positive side obviously).Thanks Mum.Thanks Allah.and Happy Birthday to myself.