The little black girl and her black skin.

Once upon a time in a small suburb in Windhoek. Lived a 5-year-old girl, her name was Nafimane, she lived with her mom, dad, and two uncles. Their flat was on the ground floor in a complex with about 9 flats.

Nafimane was an only child at the time and to pass time, she sometimes loves to sit in front of the telly to watch Youtube. One Sunday afternoon, upon her return from adventurer meetings at church, she wanted to sit and watch television. But the dad said he was going to watch some soccer. Bored to her core, Nafimane goes to her mommy and says, "mommy I want to watch TV, tell papa to go watch in the room?'. Her papa who was not seated very far from them, suggested that she go play outside in the sun. Nafimane very sad at this suggestion from the papa, says to her mommy "mommy if I go play outside, I will become black". 

This saddened the mommy very much, so the mommy enquired " Nafimane, who said you will become black when you sit and play in the sun?" Nafimane of course did not have a response to the question but judging by the way she stood, the mommy could tell that Nafimane might have heard these exact words before.

So, the next day, the mommy decided to have the family all go out for a picnic. They all sit in the sun and mommy taught Nafimane a beautiful poem about her blackness:

You and your black skins are our pride and joy.

The sun is your friend in moderation.

You and your blackness are a daughter of a queen and so are you.

Black skin shines and sparkles just as bright as the meaning of your name- Respect.

You are clothed with magic and so shall your coming and your going be.

You black child are here and you are Her.

Since that day, Nafimane has been playing out in the sun

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THE END.