Botswana Sudan f you are an author and want to represent your country, please contact me. If you want to do a guest post on your favorite story for the feature please contact me also. I feel this part of the project will be completed. I also want, and maybe this is crazy, to publish a short story, over the next weeks from a contemporary writer in each countries. He wrote in a climate of severe censorship and one of his best known works was banned in his homeland. He wrote in Arabic.
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They are muslim which means that they go to mosque. The boy thinks of his grandfather as pure and compares him to a river. He wanted to be just like his grandfather when he grew up. One day, the neighbour of the grandfather, Masood, told them that he was harvesting the dates and asked if they wanted to help. They said yes. There was a history between the grandfather and Masood.
The grandfather said it was because Masood had treated him badly. So the grandfather and the boy went to harvest dates. When they got there the grandfather sat on a stool while Masood harvested the dates. Masood had told everyone to be careful not to cut the heart of the palm. Once the dates had been harvested, the grandfather and others went over towards the dates. The grandfather gave some of the dates to the boy and then they started to divide them.
The grandfather and the others sepearted the dates and left none for Masood. Then, the grandfather said that Masood was till in debt to him. After this, the little boy ran off because he know had a feeling of hate towards his grandfather.
He was mad at the way he had treated Masood. He ran right to the river and threw up all the dates he had just eaten into the river. If you were the boy, would you of reacted in the same manner? Posted by.
The action of this story, as with many of the stories written by El Tayeb Salih, occurs in the fictional setting of the village of Wad Hamid, which is in Central Sudan. This short story is told through the eyes of a young boy as he experiences an epiphany, a critical moment of awareness that perhaps marks his passage from a child to an adult. I must have been very young at the time. The strange thing was that I never used to go out with my father, rather it was my grandfather who would take me with him wherever he went, except for the mornings, when I would go to the mosque to learn the Koran. The mosque, the river, and the fields - these were the landmarks in our life. While most of the children of my age grumbled at having to go to the mosque to learn the Koran, I used to love it.
A Handful of Dates
They are muslim which means that they go to mosque. The boy thinks of his grandfather as pure and compares him to a river. He wanted to be just like his grandfather when he grew up. One day, the neighbour of the grandfather, Masood, told them that he was harvesting the dates and asked if they wanted to help. They said yes.
A Handful of Dates by Tayeb Salih
Coming from a background of small farmers and religious teachers, his original intention was to work in agriculture. However, excluding a brief spell as a schoolmaster before coming to England, his working life was in broadcasting. For more than ten years, Salih wrote a weekly column for the London -based Arabic language newspaper al Majalla in which he explored various literary themes. It can be said that the motifs of his books are derived from his Islamic background and his experience of modern Africa, both pre- and post-colonial  Tayeb Salih n.