One evening after our neighbor Vorito returned from work in Antananarivo, he came to our house in Ankasina and said to me, “Monsieur Ranomenjanahary said I can bring you to the city tomorrow. For a job interview.” I was very happy to hear that. It...
Munachi had a large heart and humane soul that struck me as amazing in a world where there were men sniffing the villages and the streets, like famished dogs, hungering for girls to hang out with, to sleep with and to later dump. No...
