I wanted to wash off the experience of Africa but obviously I couldn't because that's who I was.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I realized that I was African when I came to the United States. Whenever Africa came up in my college classes, everyone turned to me. It didn't matter whether the subject was Namibia or Egypt; I was expected to know, to explain.
People wonder why I love Africa so much. I say this is where I was born and raised. My roots are in Africa; that's were I developed.
I've got to where am in life not because of something I brought to the world but through something I found - the wealth of African culture.
I was afterwards sorry for this, though, if I ever travel again, I shall trust to none but natives, as the climate of Africa is too trying to foreigners.
As a kid, I always felt connected to Africa; it was something I was very proud of.
I've spent quite a bit of time in East Africa.
Africa is probably one of the most beautiful places I have ever been.
I fell in love with Africa and began helping people fix things there.
Being from Africa is the best thing that could have ever, ever happened to me. I cannot see it any other way. All of my fundamental principles that were instilled in me in my home, from my childhood, are still with me.
I really fell in love with Africa.