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Streets of Lido

THE STREETS OF LIDO Joel Neuberg July 16, 2011 At the end of the 1968 rainy season, I moved into the recently abandoned Jack Saunders residence in Lido, Niger. Jack abandoned the house, a two-room adobe brick thatch-roofed African hut with a mud floor, because he was extending for a third year to ensure the success of his plan to bring democracy and a form of literacy to the peanut markets of the farmers’ cooperatives in our part of West Africa. He had a car, a little French Deux Ch...
Tombola

TOMBOLA NATIONAL Joel Neuberg July 15, 2011 The California Lottery is, of course, a tax on the poor (and foolish and desperate) to benefit the rich (and the would-be-richer), but the taxers in Cal and Texas could learn a lot from their counterparts in the Republic of Niger of the 1960s. The national lottery in Niger (Tombola National) had a simple system for raising revenue, selling all the tickets it prints, and assuring nationwide income from people who have even less hope of winn...
A huge angry elephant run

Letter Home – Written April 2006 Hey everyone. yup, so great story. so I’m gonna tell it. So this week Julia, Caitlin and I all decided we should go out to Caitlin’s village because Julia and I had not gone yet (yes it took us a year). Her village is quite far from Sikasso though - about 2 hours past it on the road towards the Ivory Coast and then another short bike ride off the main road. The area is absolutely beautiful - cliffs and waterfalls and rolling green fields of mango trees. So ...
reflection pool in a desert country

These are the fisherman of lake Manantali returning with a fridge full of fish to Manantali village.
Comes A Horseman

COMES A HORSEMAN Joel Neuberg July 11, 2011 I once owned three horses. When I arrived to begin two years service as a Peace Corps volunteer in the village of Guecheme, Niger (West Africa) in the summer of 1967, I discovered I had inherited a house, a houseboy, and a horse. The house was a substantial mud brick structure with a cement floor and a corrugated iron roof. The downside to the house was that it was a school building about a quarter mile from the main village in a low lyi...
poisson braisée

my favorite meal in Cameroon: poisson braisée avec batons de manioc. This was my regular fish mama in Batié.
Batié Market

The once every 7-day traditional market in my Peace Corps village, Batié.
Getting a Little Perspective

The great baobab trees of Senegal are a good reminder of just how old Africa is.
Little Pulaar Girl

A little Pulaar Girl poses for a photo in traditional garb.
Obama: Africa's President

Barack Obama is truly Africa's president and every time I got a lift to town with a Namibian I would inevitably hear, "President Obama, hey, how do you like your African president?" They were incredibly proud to have a president that was half-African representing America. There were plenty of Obama objects to be purchased but my favorite was the shitenge that I found in Malawi that coordinated so well with my t-shirt.

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