When students arrived today, they'd find Trebor happily playing with an assortment of brightly-colored wooden spiders by Ghanima's desk, her sitting beside him with a carved tiger, trying to chase the spiders.
As soon as the bell rang, she looked up at them, grinning, leaving the tiger with her son and standing up, dusting her hands off on her legs.
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Anansi is a fine fellow, and admittedly one of my favorite gods," Ghanima began, not missing a beat, "And I have known more than a few gods. He is easily -- in my opinion --one of the most important characters of West African lore, and mythology in general. He is often depicted as a spider, a human, or combinations thereof."
( We do not really mean, we do not really mean that what we are about to say is true. A story, a story; let it come, let it go. )"Now, why is this figure so universal?" she asked, picking up the
handouts that had been sitting on her desk and beginning to distribute them. "And why did so many African American folk tales recount his exploits, under one name or another? Anansi is the spirit of rebellion; he is able to overturn the social order; he can marry the King's daughter, create wealth out of thin air; baffle the Devil and cheat Death. Even if Anansi loses in one story, you know that he will overcome in the next. Anansi conveys a simple message --that freedom and dignity are worth fighting for, at any odds."