Penalty Goal for America: Ghana Black Star Needs to Return With Fire in A Real Goal

With America equalizing of the scores in that penalty kick, Ghana needs to pick up speed and score another goal if they should win this match. All of Africa is resting on only this game. The penalty kick was called for a play that was similar to other plays that were never called, if you ask me. Ghana Black Star is still outplaying America.

The American players have had so many free kicks, and have not been able to capitalize on them. Ghana needs to get back the momentum they began the match with and score another goal. They need to beat America if they want to remain in the World Cup. With 85 minutes gone in the match, everyone awaits another goal. Ghana Black Star players seem to be a bit weary, but the American boys are not able to capitalize on this apparent loss of momentum.

The yellow card in the 91st minute of the game was an unfair card given to the Ghanaian player. The American player fell on his own, but that yellow card is of no use anyway.

Afrique / Africa by David Diop (1927-1960)

Filed under: For teachers,Poems and stuff — Claude @ 10:29 pm

Claudia, from TBNY, blogged this beautiful and moving poem by David Diop. David Diop was born in Bordeaux, France, in 1927, to a Cameroonean mother and a Sengalese father. I liked the idea of showing both texts, side by side.
(Credits: Blogging in Paris)

Africa

Afrique mon Afrique
Afrique des fiers guerriers dans les savanes ancestrales
Afrique que me chantait ma grand-mère
Au bord de son fleuve lointain
Je ne t’ai jamais connue
Mais mon regard est plein de ton sang
Ton beau sang noir à travers les champs répandu
Le sang de ta sueur
La sueur de ton travail
Le travail de l’esclavage
L’esclavage de tes enfants
Afrique dis-moi Afrique
Est-ce donc toi ce dos qui se courbe
Et se couche sous le poids de l’humilité
Ce dos tremblant à zébrures rouges
Qui dit oui au fouet sur les routes de midi
Alors gravement une voix me répondit
Fils impétueux cet arbre robuste et jeune
Cet arbre là -bas
Splendidement seul au milieu de fleurs blanches et fanées
C’est l’Afrique ton Afrique qui repousse
Qui repousse patiemment obstinément
Et dont les fruits ont peu à peu
L’amère saveur de la liberté.
Africa my Africa
Africa of proud warriors in ancestral savannahs
Africa of whom my grandmother sings
On the banks of the distant river
I have never known you
But your blood flows in my veins
Your beautiful black blood that irrigates the fields
The blood of your sweat
The sweat of your work
The work of your slavery
Africa, tell me Africa
Is this your back that is unbent
This back that never breaks under the weight of humiliation
This back trembling with red scars
And saying no to the whip under the midday sun
But a grave voice answers me
Impetuous child that tree, young and strong
That tree over there
Splendidly alone amidst white and faded flowers
That is your Africa springing up anew
Springing up patiently, obstinately
Whose fruit bit by bit acquires
The bitter taste of liberty.
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One Response to “Penalty Goal for America: Ghana Black Star Needs to Return With Fire in A Real Goal”

  1. enisio Says:

    So disappointed with this turn of events.


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