I seldom reblog posts – but this one by Tom Quiner makes a lot of sense and I hope that all of my followers will take a few minutes to read it.
By Tom Quiner
Samson sleeps with a machete under his bed.
His neighborhood isn’t a very nice place, so the machete serves as his security blanket. He lives on the wrong side of the tracks in a place called Gugulethu, as in Gugulethu, South Africa.
His skin is black; his blood is red; and his heart is pure gold.
My son, Mark, went to South Africa on business, and to my chagrin, spent a night in Samson’s abode. No harm came to him, but in the morning, Samson asked if the bed bugs bothered him.
Samson lives in abject, material poverty by most American metrics.
Who is this South African guy with the biblical name?
Samson lived with us for nearly a year back in 1998 and 1999 as part of the Simon Estes exchange program. Mr. Estes is an Iowa native with international renown in the world of opera…
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