Waka waka

do u ever have a broken tape recorder in your head?

it just keeps playing the same song over and over again?

sometimes its a undesireable song, but it gets stuck.

maybe because u don't like it and then you are conscious of it and then you hear it for the whole day, sometimes a week - in your head.

even if you play your favorite song 50 times, the tape recorder in your head does not get the message and still plays the annoying song.

today i had this wierd shakira - fifa 2010 song stuck in my head- it is called "waka waka". i am not too much of a shakira fanatic, but she has some good songs, but i do like her less "pop" counterparts.

but she has a good fusion of latin america and middle eastern culture.... representative of immigration and history.

so waka waka eh eh... tsamina mina eh eh waka waka eh eh

tsamina mina a zangalewa (or something) were the lyrics...

so i googled and found out that the song was actually popular in the '80s (not sung by her) but by a cameroonian group.

"“Tsamina” or “Zangaléwa” is a 1986 hit song, originally sung by a makossa group from Cameroon called Golden Sounds who were beloved throughout the continent for their silly dances and costumes. The song was such a hit for Golden Sounds that they eventually changed their name to Zangaléwa, too.The song pays tribute to African skirmishers (a.k.a tirailleurs) during WW2. Most of the band members were in the Cameroonian Army themselves and used make up, fake belly and fake butt for comic relief. The song is still used today almost everywhere in Africa by soldiers, policemen, boy scouts, sportsmen and their supporters, usually during training or for rallying. It is also widely used in schools throughout the continent especially in Cameroon as a marching song and almost everyone in the country knows the chorus of the song by heart. The song was also popular in Colombia where it was known as “The Military” and brought to the contry by West African DJs.
The men in the group often dressed in military uniforms, wearing pith helmets and stuffing their clothes with pillows to appear like they had a swollen butts from riding the train and fat stomachs from eating too much. The song, music historians say, is a criticism of blackmilitary officers who were in league with whites to oppress their own people. Or at least, some of it was. The rest is Cameroonian slang and jargon from the soilders during the war."

(excerpt courtesy: http://buzzytimes.com/waka-waka-meaning-time-for-africa-the-original-version-video-waka-waka-tsamina/)

the words in the original song mean and in Shakira's song mean:

# Tsaminamina means Come.
# Waka waka means Do it – as in perform a task. Waka is pidgin language meaning walk while working.
# Tsaminamina zangalewa means where do you come from?.
# Wana means it is mine.
# Zambo means wait.

In the end i feel enlightened for having shakira's annoying waka waka song stuck in my head! Cameroon, Cote De Ivoire, sierra Leone, Nigeria, Ghana etc. they all seen hard times ...but this song is to better times.

Reflections in the River

I remember as a child there was a superstition, that one must never look at their reflection in water.
Yet it is lovely to sit and watch the images of life, and the world reflected in the river. Peaceful and flowing, showing us what we need to see. The green, the growth, the gifts of earth, and the glorious love that it all ignites within us. 

I was sitting on the banks of the East Branch of the Rocky River, with my friend Miles, we were actually looking for the Cerulean Warbler, but we wound up having a deep conversation about childhood, and the things we've been through in life, and how it has all shaped us. The river flowed, and the dragonflies dropped their eggs in the water, life was thriving... I was thriving... yet sometimes all of us feel dead. I looked back on my life, and looked at the world around me... history till now. Love and Hate, Joy and Pain, the Sunshine and the Rain... they have taught us so much over the ages, over time shaped us.


There have been hard times for us all, when we have faced something terrifying, something much larger than us. It humbles us, yet we can either choose to take that as a part of the learning process, or we can give up on ourselves, and be a victim. I do not know what your story is, but I survived, and I have learned. I grew strong; but I may not have the skin of an rhino, but my will is strong. Yet I know that others around me are fighting their own battles in life; some which maybe worse than the ones I have fought.



A new strategy, however, how about instead of fighting, but moving with the change. Let's go with it, of course it is situational, but the more resistance we put into something, the more energy we waste, so lets use these battles and turn them into something good... put positive energy into it and turn the bush into a rose bush. It will still have the thorns, but we will tend to them carefully.


Theoretical, Hypothetical, and Idealistic, yet we can hope. We can love. We can be happy. We can be. Life will then turn right-side-up and not left-side-down. For some reason I feel like I have read this before. However I write it now, from my heart.
I write it for me.
I write it because it is my reflection I saw in the river, without looking into it. I saw the green, I saw the water, I saw life, love, and nature... and in it, was me. I was calm and happy. I felt pain from my past, and the unknown adventures in the future, but in the now I saw me and I was happy just being Pree! 

hiking near the EBRR, Hinckley Reservation

Reflections: Perhaps the concept we know of from the beginning, for in everyone is a little bit of ourselves. However, sometimes we only become aware of it when someone points the very natural phenomenon out to us. Thank you for your reflections, river, mind, friends!






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