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I FORGOT HOW TO PLAY April 12, 2018 By Muchemwa Sinkala The memories come in fleeting glimpses. Flashes of a past I was once a present participant of. I don’t remember the songs we used to sing or the names of all the games we would play, all I remember is the feeling. The feeling of all-consuming joy and energy. It was a feeling of love and community. Surely; this is the very root of what we as adults now call ‘ubuntu’.
Read story ↗The memories come in fleeting glimpses. Flashes of a past I was once a present participant of. I don’t remember the songs we used to sing or the names of all the games we would play, all I remember is the feeling. The feeling of all-consuming joy and energy. It was a feeling of love and community. Surely; this is the very root of what we as adults now call ‘ubuntu’.
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