say hey to Kamini
So, let's say that your father comes from the Congo. Let's also say that he's a doctor. Let's further stipulate that he decided to emigrate to France, and that you were brought up there.
Finally, let's say your family didn't move to Paris, or Marseilles, or someplace where there's a good-sized minority population, but the village of Marly-Gomont, with a population of approximately 420 humans and about eight thousand cows, thus making you the only black kid for *miles.*
What do you do? Well, if you're a part-time psychiatric nurse named Kamini, you do this:
(Lyrics, in French, here. Found via Tim Worstall. ETA: Just realized why his chorus sounds familiar -- it borrows from Tupac's "Hit Em Up.")
Finally, let's say your family didn't move to Paris, or Marseilles, or someplace where there's a good-sized minority population, but the village of Marly-Gomont, with a population of approximately 420 humans and about eight thousand cows, thus making you the only black kid for *miles.*
What do you do? Well, if you're a part-time psychiatric nurse named Kamini, you do this:
(Lyrics, in French, here. Found via Tim Worstall. ETA: Just realized why his chorus sounds familiar -- it borrows from Tupac's "Hit Em Up.")