Yesterday
as I sat waiting in a bustling African village, wishing I had my camera, I
watched as two little 3 or 4 year olds played together in the dirt. They were each driving a mismatched shoe
through the dirt as though it was a toy car.
It made me smile and reminded me of Lilly, our gardener’s son.
We have given Lilly toys. We have given Lilly balls. We have given Lilly stuffed
animals. But none of them will do. Lilly
loves one toy above all. It rolls. It lies. It hides in forts. It travels everywhere. It fits around waists and twirling arms. It cuddles. To be sure, it's the number one toy found in the hands of
little Shona and Ndebele all over our country: a
tire.
