The story of the Black People is a repeat since Haiti's first Negro revolution. Indeed, the slave trade system of the day before yesterday had successfully experienced the deportation and elimination of African kings and chiefs, the colonial system which succeeded it proceeded by systematic liquidation of African leaders (Amilcar Cabral, Kwame Nkrumah, Thomas Sankara, Um Nyombé, Malcolm X, Lumumba). The current neo-colonial and neo-fascist system combines all previous experiences depending on the context: coup, military intervention
There are 101 products.
Bayamigo immerses you in your skin
From a fruit and vegetable seller (bayamsalam).
You browse the major African markets,
In order to optimize your earnings.
Too bad for the sometimes infamous competitors.
Set traps for them, go to the assault.
Saturate the market with your products,
Manage your stocks and cash well.
Liquidate your merchandise before it spoils.
In short, show them who the boss is!
Never had the beauty of a woman had such an effect on him.
He kept eyeing the burst of his laughter,
the delicacy of her chest and her refined gestures
specific to any newly married woman.
He wanted to hug her,
to devour her lips and drown in the ocean of her body
Naroumé was thinking about how to pull him into his arms.
He took, therefore, the decision to stay at home quite often
in the hope of meeting him there freely.
At home, he would use all his charm to familiarize himself with her and gain her trust.
Shadow Dancer is a journey into the abyss of a secret love story told by the sultry and ambitious Miamona Marie. With an elegant and intimate pen, the author plunges the reader into the depths of the heart, where passion extinguishes reason, leading the seducer Kiessé to choose a marriage that serves his interests at the expense of feelings. Thus, the author relates with sincerity the fate of two beings who, despite their unconditional love, are doomed to endure the absence of the other.
"I only think about it, I only dream about it: to be able to Liss Kihindou throw myself headlong into this field, start plowing the words, from morning to evening and from evening to morning. I would like to plant, weed, water the words, see how they germinate, observe their maturation. But sometimes I wonder if I'm not putting the cart before the horse. Shouldn't I first feed on the experiences of others to be better able to separate the good seed from the bad? Inès, can we read and write with the same intensity? "
Two friends, Inès and Miya, meet again
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Two countries, two opposites: there is Italy, but no Italians; there are Belgians, but no Belgium. Those who believe that they are owed thanks for their praise have never loved without hope. Money doesn't smell, you say? But the hand that gives it? A good child is one who accepts, at three years old, without cries, the mistress who is given to him by force. And a thug is the boy who, at twenty, takes one of his own accord. If you take with both hands, which one will you give? At its beginning, this majestic river that we look at with religious emotion was not
It has been argued here and there that none of our Black African countries have this thing called national literature. Isn't that a bit quick? It is true that too often the indifference - to put it mildly - of incumbent politicians does not help the flourishing of a literature capable of showing off its national attributes. But, all fruit ripens on a tree and not all trees bear the same fruit. It is necessary to know how to observe the work of African writers without losing sight of the political and social processes which take place in these countries where it is not easy for them to learn.
Klap Popo is currently Consultant in economic and solidarity initiatives. He is also the author of the books: "Afrocentric Critique of Academic Negrophobia." 2010, Yovoda and Pan-Africanism "," resist to survive, unite to be reborn ". Editions Anibwé.
The 21st century will be… or will not be.
Our century seems to be the century of all possibilities but also of all uncertainties.
It will be, believe it, the century of humanity.
“Tomorrow we wouldn't be mortgaging our lives if we knew that tomorrow isn't.”
Born in 1979 in the Vosges to Senegalese parents, Kobel Diop followed a university course in foreign languages in Nancy, Orléans and then Paris, where she settled in 2003.
She is currently a secondary school English teacher in Seine S
In my hands there is your whole face.
Smooth on the surface, honey on the edge
I bring my desire deep into your eyes
And deep in your eyes lights up my love
When the high tide comes we will go
at the bottom of the horizon
We will have fire in the hollow of our arms
And your whole face will be a corolla of grace
I'll be a boat for your heart's desire
In my hands there is your smile, the most
beautiful dream of the earth.
Essay on the invention of Ivorian literature
It has been argued here and there that none of our Black African countries have this thing called national literature. Isn't that a bit quick? It is true that too often the indifference - to put it mildly - of incumbent politicians does not help the flourishing of a literature capable of showing off its national attributes. But, all fruit ripens on a tree and not all trees bear the same fruit. It is necessary to know how to observe the work of African writers without losing sight of the political and social processes which have linked
Before starting to learn French, most of the schoolchildren in our small town were already polyglots. We all spoke, in addition to our mother tongue, Baule and Bambara or Dyula. At the very least, the rudimentary forms in which these two idioms had spread throughout the colony in the footsteps of the conquerors, and had established themselves as languages of use, in particular, in the markets. So we all had two or three natural languages, one for the house, one or two for the street. These languages, we had learned them God knows how. Without effort and without fatigue in any case. And, of course
Since the early 2000s, the idea of a "New Generation" of French-speaking writers from Africa, the Caribbean and the Indian Ocean has emerged on the literary scene. However, if it is not always easy to classify by generations in literary history, can this approach prove to be fruitful if the approach is broadened to a comparative analysis? What if it sheds light on the fundamental issues of the production of authors who entered writing at the same time? The d & am
Like a slap on our absent faces, Aimé Césaire's verb slams on our consciences and remains, while the man has already been gone since April 17, 2008. His disappearance will have aroused many reactions throughout the world, but this final rest makes him more alive than ever, so much has he created a desire for poetry; this same rest resizes him as his impertinent thought stirs up resistance, the exploration of oneself, of the other and of the world. And if our intervention joins the vast tribute concert to which he is entitled, it is also there.
How to think about social emancipation without modern industry and, if not without, at least: at a distance from the state? Not that we put up with the latter: "at a distance" means against its reappearance. Because "from a distance in his presence" can only open up a narrow perspective, admittedly the only one available for the time being. Without an effective state, let's understand, because the state specter is undoubtedly ineligible. In short, to think of a life not without disease, but which would not be only disease: to also think of life in its positivity, as health, that is to say
But what is a scientific discipline? The answer to this question is not easy, especially in the humanities […]. In the positivist view of the nineteenth century, scientific disciplines were presented in a sort of grand general table of human knowledge, each in turn supposed to develop ad infinitum. […] We know today that things are less simple. On the one hand, because new approaches have appeared, which have obtained their place in the landscape [...], and because interdisciplinarity or dialogue between disciplines has become a necessity. D &
Welcoming a little human being into his or her life, isn't that like becoming a parent? Is it necessary to be a natural father? Isn't it better to be a loving and loved dad rather than just a dad? Father or dad? Jacques will he find answers to his questions? “The natural father” invites us to discover him, through fears and anxieties, but also through sharing, love and encounters.
The Echo of Silence is an invitation to hope. It is the resonance of those black voices believed to be forever silent, but which write in golden letters the most beautiful pages of history, albeit at the expense of their lives.
Through three committed short stories, Doris Kelanou addresses American current affairs by having Martin Luther King speak posthumously. She then takes us in the footsteps of Nelson Mandela, unsuspected testator of humanist values, and paints us the portrait of this august man long silenced.
Some do not want to give birth, others are just waiting for one thing: to have a pregnancy; others are left to their fate. Choice or fate; the same thing unites these women: that of loving and giving ...
Mothers or adoptive mothers, their stories meet.
It is a moving journey that this novel offers us, in the lives of these "women mothers".
GAËTANE SELGI was born in Grande Terre in Guadeloupe. She studied angle
Let the author and his preface talk about the interior of Camp Boiro, of life in Camp Boiro: they have the right and the duty to do so; for, only those who have lived this life can dispute them and no historian can deny their testimonies about this life, if he has not lived it; but to talk about the outside of Camp Boiro, to take a stand by challenging the veracity and reality of the plots that are behind the imprisonment of a number of people instead of proving their innocence; go so far as to force, sometimes by violence, to believe in their only fables, in their
This book by Sidiki Kobélé-Kéïta, professor of History, is presented as a first educational attempt to explain a fragment of our recent history.
What is interesting here is the discovery of those fighters who tried to understand and were able to show that even a small number of dedicated people can make a difference if they are united, united and disciplined in the fight; achieve victory by multiplying and connecting positive energies.
These fighters sensed what was at stake in Africa and sacrificed to it
Created in 1948 by the Cameroonian elite as a response to the many frustrations of the colonial regime, the Union des Populations du Cameroun (UPC) acquired a leadership team during its two founding congresses. The leading cadres of the Cameroonian nationalist party, with different sensibilities, united around the ideology of the party, namely anti-colonialism, while demanding the reunification and independence of Cameroon. It is in a methodical approach and a particular solidarity that the management team
Short essay on the reshaped African in the French colonies of the West Indies
“Sincere words are not elegant, elegant words are not sincere” preached a certain Lao Tseu… Although referring to the peoples of the French Antilles, this essay also calls for the reaction of the entire surrounding circuit: venerated peoples and loathed peoples having arisen through the ideology of racism. Although their vocation is to react strongly, on an equal footing
With this study, the author makes an innovative contribution to assimilate what every French citizen should know: the causes and historical circumstances that have made civilian populations vulnerable, endangering the safety and life of all and of all French people. The reader will find there, if he wishes, the elements to understand that in the new reality of the 21st century, because of the reciprocity of violence, we can no longer intervene militarily in the South, as in the past, without highlighting danger to the safety of civilian populations
The mystery about the sacred language of the high priests and astronomers of Pharaonic Egypt remains problematic in Egyptology. This clergy voluntarily concealed the secrets of the hieroglyphics which they taught only to their children: this hypothesis appears in the writings of Diodorus of Sicily (Book I, II, LXXXI) who rubbed shoulders with them.
The author’s great contribution is to have solved the mystery of these clergy and astronomers through scientific analyzes.
Thus, he demonstrates the kinship
Several decades after the disappearance of Bob Marley and Peter Tosh, interest in their music continues. Despite this re-marked enthusiasm for their works and for Reggae music in general, many continue to equate the Rastas with vulgar, idle and carefree cannabis smokers the next day. What do we really know about the Rastas, their spirituality, the ties that unite them to Africa? What is their message to humanity, to the African Peoples in particular?
Have they been understood?
These are the essential questions that answer
Two crucial points are often missing from the reflection of African authors on African monetary questions. On the one hand, a genealogy of monetary phenomena in Africa is too rarely considered; as if in matters of currency Africa would not have "made history" before being invited there by slave-ridden Europe. On the other hand, prohibiting the state from creating public money, and forcing it by law to go into debt with private pharmacies, is one of the worst scams of capitalism
"What are the ideologies that justified slavery? Who were the resistance to the slave enterprise? What were the responsibilities of some African kings? And why, since the Taubira law, have we been witnessing a revisionist rise? In Black Trafficking and Slavery, What African Responsibility? Lawoetey-Pierre AJAVON provides answers to these questions. ”
Lawoetey-Pierre AJAVON is a doctorate in Ethnology, Doctor of Letters and Human Sciences - Anthropologie des Sociét &
In 1960, the legitimate and democratic government led by Patrice Lumumba was overthrown. This bloody overthrow put an end to the democratization process in the nascent Congolese Republic. The Western powers having decided and ordered the end of this democratic process, committed an imprescriptible crime against the Congolese people: since then, the children of this country have never had the possibility of living in a democracy nor of electing freely, in peace, the leaders of their choice.
The Daughter of Ne Kongo tells the story of what historians have curiously nicknamed "The Congolese Joan of Arc" (Ibrahima Baba Kake). Young girl of the Congolese nobility, she took her courage in both hands to restore her kingdom degraded by the virus of profit and lust instilled by the Portuguese and other Europeans traffickers in slaves. The author referred to the work available to date to write a work of fiction close to historical reality to which he did not fail to add his fantasy p
This book recalls some essential truths about the Yovodah, which are too often obviated by Eurocentric ideologues and their Franco-Africanist epigones. On the one hand, there is no conclusive historiographical evidence as to the existence of slavery in Africa before its thousand-year-old aggression by notoriously enslaved foreign peoples such as the Persians, Greeks, Romans, Arabs and especially Europeans. On the other hand, the extraordinary capacity of Africans to resist the Yovodah is one of the most significant socio-historical markers of societies.
Through the book "Négrophobie", three authors have responded consistently to the racist rantings of Stephen Smith. Likewise, via "Africa responds to Sarkozy", a group of African intellectuals had scathed back at the Dakar brew delivered by the French head of state at Cheikh Anta Diop University.
But, it was in vain that we waited for a reaction of the same order against Olivier Pétré-Grenouilleau and his company.
The balance of power absolutely favorable to the slavers, especially Westerners, had the effect of a Eurocentric historiography dominating without division, at all levels, the understanding and interpretation of the historical dimension of the slave trade and their reduction in slavery. However, Africans and descendants of Africans, having observed how the historical reality has been systematically biased by an accumulation of lies, by omissions and errors (intentional or not) of interpretation, have decided to relearn themselves.
The first time, the famous one, the one where Marc Faivre, designer painter crossed the Senegal River, the Faidherbe Bridge was his ally for this invigorating crossing which installed in him a renewed joy for 16 years. This illustrious bridge in the city of Saint-Louis was also its neighbor from 1990 and for the sake of good neighborliness, the author of this drawn poetry presents his sincere friendship for the city of Saint-Louisienne and its inhabitants.
"This work, memory of moments, moods, emotions,
of desires and troubles,
is a collection of judgments on existence,
an exploration of the density of the infinitesimal.
My ambition is none other than to reflect,
in their complexity and simplicity,
the states of mind and the vision of the young man
that I was, there is
Eve, in the disorder and excessiveness of "Everything" Dialogues between life and painting
Disorder and excess: Make no mistake, this book is a painting book, not a painting recipe book. The adventure to which Renée David invites us does not claim to guide us on the right path of learning art with the help of a few certainties. It is more about embracing all the problems, all the riches, about confronting ourselves with this "disorder" and this "excess" that often gives us
This book, I found it in the mud, in the posture of a man devoured by the cold or a bird with broken wings. Like a stuck courier, he waited. No doubt he was hoping for something! But what ? He was scanning the distance. A child of ages would come to free him. But children down through the centuries looked like rivers laden with mud. Nothing of the laughing stars, fruits of the creation of the gods. They were cothurnes at the feet, in the mud of the sinuous waves, having made themselves stars in the faces of these ea
I am not a ghost, as it has been said at home, nor a zombie. I just benefited from advances in modern medicine.
When we have experienced the galley of disease, we better understand the value of health, and we appreciate things in life differently. We realize that having good health is a Grace, which in general we do not know how to appreciate.
I want to share my experience with others. Illuminate some p
“I've always seen my hair as a problem. As a teenager I didn't find them beautiful, I spent this entire period with my hair pulled back even when I discovered cold straightening. My "hair" was completely abandoned, abandoned. "
Born in the Vosges in 1977, Nadia Khajij is French of Moroccan origin. She moved to Nancy to study there in 1995 and still lives there. Back to natural, my straightened hair transition