I came back from hunting with the other hunters.
I see this strange thing in my village.
What’s going on?
This man named Kipling together with his men,
They’re trying to change us,
Trying to make us like them.
They call us savages and look at us in strange ways.
We hope they don’t stay.
They try to make us wear these things they call clothes,
But this is Africa, we run around with no clothes.
We hunt our own food and don’t make other do stuff for is,
That’s just not good.
We have our ways, they have their’s,
But still they look and they stare.
Lord help us, what will happen now?
Please tell me they will leave and leave us alone.
These people are crazy and dumber then stone.
-Stephanie v Romondt 10b
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