‘The Mu’allim of a vessel knows the course of the stars and can always orient himself. He knows the value of signs, regular, accidental and abnormal, (of) good and bad weather. He distinguishes the regions of the ocean by the fish, by the colour of the water and the nature of the bottom, by the birds, the mountains (landmarks) and other indications.’ (Sanskrit)
Zanzibar’s brief and brutal revolution is almost forgotten. During the Cold War, the small archipelago in the Indian Ocean, off the coast of Tanganyika, became significant in the early ‘60s because of its vulnerability and position at the edge of Africa’s rotting Colonial corpse. As had the early Arab slavers, religious pioneers and Imperial European adventurers, so too the purveyors of Communism and Socialism used Zanzibar as a base for their ambitions in Africa. From here they made swift incisions into the carcass and White Southern African tribes began to show concern while the West shrugged.
This book tells the story of a boy’s journey
through the turbulent waters of
his own young life during these
urgent moments in Equatorial East Africa
and Southern Africa.
A wondrous, poetic and hauntingly vivid tale which brought me both to tears and laughter, and cost me a sleepless night as I simply could not put it down. What a beautifully written, historically profound and entertaining story! Definitely not an ordinary man. (Amazon.com/ kat2u61)