Diélé

When the child comes into the world, we kiss him, we dream for him of a magnificent destiny. It is an angel who widens the horizon of our hopes. Meanwhile, the beautiful angel, indifferent to all our calculations, is on all fours.Later, standing with his hands on his hips, he will scan the horizon and begin his long march in search of his destiny. On the way, he discovers the reason lurking in his head; filled with foolish and wise ideas that keep on pushing each other for the path of freedom, from power to the imperative mode.Halfway, he hears his heart beat the measure of a call to order and here it is by this foot call, charged with a mission on the land of his parents. Then our angel becomes a man to chase the beast that reigns in his head and disturbs his heart.Di l is a modern version of the marvelous fairy tale in the African bush where charades and riddles furnished our existence alongside the ancients who smiled at our embarrassment at finding out who was hiding behind the strange animal; who in the morning walked on all fours; at noon to two and in the evening to three.