Growing up in the Caribbean, I was fortunate to be exposed to the oral tradition of African folklore. My favourite? Hearing my grandmother retell "Anansi The Spider" stories.
Turns out, my daughter's favourite book is "Anansi The Spider, a tale from the Ashanti", a modern adaptation by Gerald McDermott. How coincidental?
I had to read it to her twice last night because once just wasn't enough. It was sheer joy hearing her giggle as we read about Anansi getting in trouble, being rescued by his sons, and then finding a great globe of light. Because he couldn't decide which son to give this mysterious and beautiful globe of light to, Anansi went to Nyame, the God of All Things, for help. As the story draws to a close, Nyame takes the beautiful light up into the sky where he keeps it for all to see.
I then turned off the lights and opened the window blinds so my daughter could enjoy looking up at the night sky. What do we find?
Why, it's Anansi's globe of light. What are the chances?
We laid in bed feeling quite special with our treasured find. We imagined inventive ways we could retrieve Anansi's globe of light from the sky. Then we watched the clouds race across the night sky and wondered where they were in such a rush to go. Her eyes slowly closed and she fell asleep with a big smile on her face.
I love my baby.