This event I am posting here is posted also elsewhere on the Web.

I found it very useful for this group and it can start a discussion.

My first political experience was with Mao Tse-Tung 1968-69.
That was exactly before the second Sudanese military dictator GaŽfar
Numeri came to power through his coup dŽetat.

I was at the final level of my intermediate school and about to sit
for the high secondary school exam that time.

I read a lot of MaoŽs Red Books during the second democracy in the
Sudanese history. It was called democracy, but I was not sure if it
was really.

I always have a lot of DOTS in the Sudanese way of understanding
DEMOCRACY and practicing it. Because the three periods odd of what
they call democracy led to dictatorship.

So, early in that year of my age in the intermediate school, I had
much respect for Mao Tse-Tung so I hanged one of his Red beautiful
Medals on my T-Shirt just over the heart.

I came this way one evening to the school and found my class-room
door closed and the voice of the headmaster was coming along the
corridor. I pushed the door and entered the class-room to find some
student singing and one of them dancing.

At that specific moment the headmaster entered and glanced like an
eagle everything. He was a rightist member of one of the governing
parties.

The student who was dancing was a son of the well known Islamic
figure in the town. And I who carried Mao thoughts am a son of a
well known Unionist member.

So, when the headmaster heard the music, saw who was dancing there
and glanced Mao Tse-Tung on my chest, he got crazy enough to pull
Mao until my T.Shirt came into pieces on his fat hand.

I was not afraid at all although he gathered all the school next
morning to tell about this event and to punch us very hard by
giving 30 slaps to both of us in front of all the students.

It was happened during what they call the third democracy!

Khalid Osman
http://www.child-book-publishing-ezine.com