Tuesday, August 24, 2010
But I'm cool with that.
The man I asked is the car guard behind this grocery store right now, but he used to be a maths professor before the war and people came and burnt down his home and killed his sister and he had to leave the high walls of the university behind. Angola, he says, is the most beautiful land in the world. The whole earth hums with magic and the air smells like spells. Sometimes he draws complicated equations on the concrete wall behind the store that advertises half-off green peppers and talks to high school kids about the beauty of Pythagoras when they walk by.
It makes me sad that they never listen because when he speaks he makes Math sound like the most beautiful thing in the world. Next to Angola, of course.