Quotes
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General Azikiwe : My uncle told me a story once when I was young. The story he told me was about a farmer's donkey. This donkey fell down a deep well. The donkey sat at the bottom of the well squealing and crying for hours. The farmer looked down at him, and he decided that the animal was old, and that he needed to cover the well, anyway. Well, they began to shovel dirt down into the well, onto the donkey. More and more dirt. But then he stopped. After shoveling some more dirt, he'd looked down to see something amazing. All the dirt they had thrown upon the creature's back had fallen to the side when he shook it off his back. Slowly but surely, the dirt began to build, until the donkey got higher and higher, until eventually, he could walk out of that well.
[Azikiwe laughs to himself]
Ariel Helgason : And why did your uncle tell you this story?
General Azikiwe : To make me feel better.
[cries to himself]
General Azikiwe : The donkey could leave that well, so it could once more carry a load on its back. Free, so it could be a slave once more.
