Tamang Tama in Gambia
Left, right or straight ahead? We are standing against a branch in the back of the Old Yundum Fields. “Let us just walk straight ahead today”, says my friend Ebrahim. “OK”, I respond. We laugh and walk on. A little later I hear somebody from far away calling: “Tubab! Tubaaaab!” (“a white man!”) A gang of young kids hop uproariously toward me. Barefoot they whirl the bright dusty ground. The kids are surrounding me, I reach out my hand and everybody wants to touch me. Attracted like magnets, more munchkins buzz around me. They scream, bouncing carefree and look at me with big eyes. Their grandmother stands a little further away in a long light grey dress. The tight colourful scarf flows over her shoulders in the wind. The women shines and offers us a place in the shadow of a mango tree. I feel cared for and warm from eye to toe and Ebrahim thanks the lady with a soft voice.