On Saturday, May 12th 2012 at 7:45pm (Cameroon) my namesake, little Aissatou Andrea was brought into this world. I didn't get the text message till the next day from my friend. I was like a little kid in a candy store; feeling estatic. After a 5 1/2 hour rocky bus ride back to my village, I dropped my baggage at my house; dirty and not showered, got on a moto and high-tailed it to my friend's house. I fell in love on the spot.
They had the baptism the following weekend, a lot of people came at 7am in the morning (Muslim tradition) and ate rice.
Out of all my experience, having a little child named after me reflects the crossing of cultural borders and pre-conceived prejudices...Even though I'm culturally different, different views/life path, this act is amazing.