If I had not grown up in Nigeria, and if all I knew about Africa were from popular images, I too would think that Africa was a place of beautiful landscapes, beautiful animals, and incomprehensible people, fighting senseless wars, dying of poverty and AIDS, unable to speak for themselves and waiting to be saved by a kind, white foreigner.
Se non crecera en Nixeria e todo o que soubera de África saíra das imaxes xeneralizadas tamén eu crería que África é un lugar de bonitas paisaxes e animais e xente incomprensible loitando en guerras sen sentido, morrendo de pobreza e SIDA, incapaces de falar por eles mesmos e agardando ser salvados por un amable estranxeiro branco.