I still remember my surprise and deep pleasure laughing with Mama Aisha, the matriarch of the family hosting me, sitting on stools in her courtyard in Banjul more than 30 years ago. Laughter was the one language we shared.
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I still remember my surprise and deep pleasure laughing with Mama Aisha, the matriarch of the family hosting me, sitting on stools in her courtyard in Banjul more than 30 years ago. Laughter was the one language we shared.