Mzee Angolais [Part 4]: Sarcasm

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: Challenge him, and you will be in trouble. He was equal to himself. Everything he said was Amen! Even though you thought contrary thoughts

Me: Hhmm, what a man he was

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: I remember one day I almost get beaten. Silly me disagreed with him on a particular religious point. He made me agreed by force in my life.

Me: Haha! One day he had a cut one of the arm and bled so bad. Somebody said: Angolais, why don’t you to the hospital? He mumbled to himself and walked away. This guy was full of shit. See how he still lives in our head—and almost taken over our consciousness these past days?

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: hhhhh Loko. The only thing I did like about him is the way he intellectually challenges his opponents. Then if they get it wrong, that was the beginning of an endless lecture. 

Me: Exactly. And people pushed him away for that very reason.

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: He is a legend, and people were fond of him. one time, he found me struggling with Algebra (my most hated topic in Mathematics). He gave me helpful tips. Brilliant guy! And that’s when I asked him why he couldn’t find a teaching job—with all his knowledge and expertise. “over qualified and will make every teacher shit in their pants,” he said.

Me: Hahaha! Funny guy! I wouldn’t be surprised.

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: I, really, miss Dzaleka for sure. Good long-lasting memories to cherish for life.

Me: That’s back home! Back in the days—life was simple. Back in the days—we all knew where each other lived (students and teachers). Walk the dusty streets of Dzaleka this morning; you will be shocked. I like this conversation that I caught myself picking my comments. How selfish?

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: Kkkkk!!! Climax! I was there two years ago. It was unrecognizable, things have changed, and it’s highly populated. I tried locating my former house, but no luck.

Me: Exactly, that’s right. Given the lack of space, I wonder whether people still have toilets at the back of their houses anymore? You—my friend, are good. You and I have things in common. We need to schedule a meeting to talk.

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: Definitely. Make it happen. Hahaha!!!

[A few minutes later]

Me: Sorry, I left for a while to take a shower. It’s 6:33 AM in London, Ontario. I am trying to prepare before my interviews with people from Oxford University. Beautiful showers. Top-notch warm water I ever had. That gave me time to think and reflect upon this whole conversation, how it started, and where it’s going. It also got me thinking of contributions from various people who once, like us, live in the Dzaleka refugee camp. Then a bizarre pattern emerged. Like where are all our classmates and schoolmates from Dzaleka Secondary School? Go back to the whole conversation (from beginning to date) and take a careful look at people’s names. Then you will start to understand. 

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: Wow, that’s exciting news. All the best with you’re interview. It’s 8:40 PM here in Downundower (Oz). 

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: That’s the law attractions, hahaha! Physics.

Me: Time difference. Crazy how the workings of this world operate. 

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: We all, x- Dzaleka refugee camp, need a big reunion. 

Me: A BIG ONE. I move that. Someone should second this motion.

[Donnacien and Gabriel paused 10 minutes to wait for a response]

Me: Anyone, please! Donnacien, if not, we can just as well do it ourselves. You can never really tell what people got themselves into with life in the West. Hahaha!

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: hahaha!!!

Me: Hahaha!!! Hey, it would help if you listened to J Cole’s song ATM. Could we be the Angolais of today?

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: Yes, we are the Angolais of today, but we don’t show it. It’s just undercover.

Me: (hahaha, this guy!) You are, actually, funny than Angolais himself. 

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: hahaha!

Me: Alright, my friend, it was great catching up. I will text you my contact so we can schedule a meeting.

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: Looking forward to catching up with you, and all the best with your interview. 

Me: Thank you.

Published by Gabriel Ndayishimiye

Gabriel Ndayishimiye lives in London, Ontario. He is a writer with a passion to contribute to Black history and literature; and the author of “Run Elvin” (forthcoming), a memoir written for youth from marginalized backgrounds. This book tells Gabriel’s academic/life experiences from refugee camps in East and Southern Africa and now from the metropolis of the western world. The story aims to inspire and motivate such demographic of youth to take up given opportunities to be creative, achieve success, and develop resilience to fight the challenges of life.

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