Overheard in Arusha

I heard a school kid singing this song this week in Arusha.


Slave, slave, slave in America.

Working hard day and night.

Planting sugar, sugar and tea.

When I was in America.

See my hand, which is broken.

Working hard day and night.

Planting sugar, sugar and tea.

When I was in America.

If only I had a recording to share with you too. He says it’s a song that all the kids at his school sing. It’s quite catchy, but one wonders about the implications for international relations…

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2 Responses (Add Your Comment)

  1. Hi, i just googled searching for this song, I have searched it for along time but found it on your blog now, the thing is that I remember my sister used to sing this song when I was young in Kenya, I still remember it. Hehe honestly am glad am found it, it brings back old memory…

  2. Karichungu, glad to have helped! It is actually quite a catchy song.

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