Why The Crab Has No Head, a traditional African tale, read by my Best Beloved.
The Margin is Too Narrow
Here dies another day during which I have had eyes, ears, hands and the great world round me; And with tomorrow begins another. Why am I allowed two? (Evening, by Chesterton)
Looks like that link is broken. Whoops.
Thanks, Jeff. Fixed now.
I love that one. my dad grew up in liberia and has a book of African stories, this on being in it. i haven't heard it since i was probably 8.