Dodoma

When eight years old we went to Africa we spent a couple of weeks in Dar-es salaam then we moved to Dodoma for two years It was a magical place for me and my sister we were right on the edge of this small town. There were leopards living under two miles away nightly our bins were raided by these big cats. We did not often go out after dark for fear of them in daylight it was a different story we roamed freely. Our parents sometimes took us to the local dam where when low it was a small cracked mud pool. underneath the cracks were hibernating fish along with frogs and lots of wringing things. Our dog Kim used to visit the neighbour carrying back totally unhurt chicks and ducklings she just wanted to show them to us the neighbours used to panic at first. Until they realised big as she was she meant no harm they would sit in her mouth cheeping quite happily It was the best place to grow up and we were sad to leave it but Dad got promoted back to Dar which was the capitol in the early fifty's we lived in Oyster bay very near the ocean Most days we played in the beautiful Bay at low tide we searched the reefs finding all matters of things like squid I often wish I could turn back time to then