When the Mudslide Smelled Like Grandma’s River – Sierra Leone 2017
However Far the Stream Flows, It Never Forgets Its Source
West African proverb (often heard in Ghana and Sierra Leone)
The day the flood brought childhood back
2017 Sierra Leone mudslide. Aminata was 19. The hill behind Freetown collapsed and buried half her neighbourhood. She survived by clinging to a mango tree. When the dirty water hit her face she suddenly smelled and tasted something impossible:
She told reporters: "One second everything stopped. I was five again, playing in the stream behind the village."
That smell-taste was the proverb hugging her in the middle of death: no matter how far life drags you, home is still in your nose and mouth.
The smell-taste map
That impossible smell-taste was the stream remembering its source, flowing back through memory to save her spirit even as the mud tried to take her body.
