I’ve never written a children’s book about football and probably never will. This post doesn’t belong here. But hey, who cares? England play Sweden this afternoon for a place in the World Cup semi-final. COME ON ENGLAND!
Waking up in Amman, capital city of Jordan. Doing some talks and workshops at the International Community School of Amman tomorrow. Came a day early so that I could do a bit of exploring. Here goes… 🙂
To be Fulani is to own cows – and to own cows is to milk them. Sometimes it’s the man who milks the cow, sometimes it’s the woman. Sometimes this depends on the temperament of the cow – my friend Adamah told me that there are some cows that only his wife is able to milk. Here is a photo from a few years ago of the fundamental Fulani trinity: husband, wife, cow.