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Photographer's Note

Looking at this boy during my trip at the Panorama Route in South Africa earlier this year reminded me of a funny and cute poem written by an African kid which is said to have been nominated by the UN as the best poem for the year 2006:

When I was born, I was black.
When I grew up, I was black.
When I get hot, I am black.
When I get cold, I am black.
When I am sick, I am black.
When I die, I am black.

When you were born, You were pink.
When you grew up, You were white.
When you get hot, You go red.
When you get cold, You go blue.
When you are sick, You go purple.
When you die, You go green.

AND YET YOU HAVE THE CHEEK TO CALL ME COLOURED?

However, with some research, it seems that this poem was written sometime during the 1960/1970s (in French) by L駮pold S馘ar Senghor, a poet, intellectual and writer, and the first President of Senegal, West Africa

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  • Copyright: May Mah (mayjayne) Gold Star Critiquer/Silver Workshop Editor/Gold Note Writer [C: 376 W: 23 N: 1134] (7380)
  • Genre: 人間
  • Medium: カラー
  • Date Taken: 2012-04-28
  • Categories: Decisive Moment
  • Exposure: f/5.6, 1/200 seconds
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  • Photo Version: Original Version
  • Date Submitted: 2012-12-09 7:42
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