Justice. Expat heir.

There was a baby girl,
running naked in Chinese's hotel in Lhasa.
Her name was Justice.
Speaking Chinese and English.
Borne in Tibet, from an american couple.
The father was an expat, the mother...a Expat wife.

And then was Kaya,
Borne in Tanzania from a Dutch girl and a Tanzanian boy.
The mother was a beautiful, powerful Dutch girl giving her life to teach a job to the last Arusha's teenagers, the father a Tanzanian putting together slum's boy playing football as a team.

And then is my daughter, Frida. Spanish and Italian parents.She's two now and she had been living in Tanzania, Haiti and Nepal. Visiting Spain and Italy. She speaks three languages, she had been playing whit Masai, her first nanny was Creole.

Sons of expats. What they will do?
They will never have a country, they will learn different cultures.
They will not understand many thing, because they will not belong to a culture. Mr. Bean, for example, Sharuk Han will be more attractive than DiCaprio, maybe.
I they will have jokes we will never understand.

What are we doing to them...or are they the luckiest ones?

The snake

This is a short story to tell, no matter how good are your intentions,
you can always
fail.

There was this spring, down there in Tanzania
and there was a snake living there in the neighborhood.

People was forced to go to that spring because it was the only water source available.
And sometimes people was not coming back.

One day they decided to kill the snake, and so they did.
And water stop flowing from the spring.


This was because the snake, crawling between the rock's cavities, was keeping them clean, from mud and pebbles, giving water a clear path to follow up to the spring.

The village though they were cursed, and they moved in another place.

South African mother has priorities

In Tanzania we had this field camp, close to the project area.
It was a beautifully equipped tented camp, whit a dining, kitchen, solar heated water, office and solar panels. And so batteries and transformer.
The solar system was installed by the same Ben who was killed few weeks ago in Nairobi (the-man-who-raped-chicken ) and whenever there was a problem (let's say every 10 days), he was happy to took the occasion to go in the Savannah.
Apparently I was the only one hating that place: dust, huge swarms of killer bees during dry season, snakes during wet season which brought rats. all the others found those thing extremely romantic. But I'm not a volunteer.
Anyway once Ben was bitten by a snake while moving one of the batteries and he immediately called his mother, a snake expert, in South Africa to know if that species was poisonous or not.
"Mother, I was bitten by a snake!"
"Not now darling, I'm busy".

And so he decided to shock himself with a car battery, because electricity degrades venom proteins.
He survived.
That time.