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Our father was a king, but he had no power like Abu Kunta who used to tie urchins in the village square and tell his women to throw fish water at them.
Then Mansa Appai summoned the Council of his Wise Men and they told him: ‘Great King, parley to the jalis. You can do whatever to fight them, but this is one war you can’t win.’ Don’t ask, me whether he listened to them.That explains why we had the biggest eyes (some say it is beautiful, for crying), the biggest ears (few say it is beautiful, for hearing) and the biggest mouth (all say it is ugly, for shouting and crying) than all the other people.But there is one thing that strongly amuses me about the children of my father.After all, he thinks we do no ‘work’ and are bad, for wasn’t that what Bala The Comedian and Barry The Cat once told him? Everyday at the third crow of the roosters, Mansa Appai would send his warriors and they would beat up the little jalis, lock us in the dens for penitents, call us emasculated men before our women, exile us, poison our wells, break our drum sticks and cut all our kora strings.And so, most of the jalis; Jogomai’s Son, Big Ears, Savage One, Owner of the Sword, Father of the House and crew fled.
Though we have the biggest eyes, we could not see the things in our home yet we could see across the sea and beyond the mount.