I live and work in Sierra Leone. White people here, of course, are not as many as in any South Africa, but even on their few backgrounds, we still stand out.
Parking near the supermarket. I see a white family moving toward the car nearby, loaded with shopping. Immediately around them a whole crowd of local Aboriginal beggars of varying degrees of malice gathered. Start with standard:
Mr... Mr! The friend! Good friend!
The head of the family clearly, by slogans, but with a clearly obvious accent for the Russian ear:
Go to Hui!
Prayers are offended:
A... Rush...
And, losing any interest in the family, they go to look for another victim.
And the French-speaking family, by the way, was Belgian. Good guys think!
by JAP