There was no hesitation as she leaned forward, her voice barely above a whisper,: "Learning how to read and write and to be a disciplined person. Discipline is extremely important because you have to learn how to treat your fellowman. Unfortunately, as long as we keep having wars, which governments are constantly putting us into, I cannot see how we can ever learn how to treat each other with respect. When we stop the wars, maybe we will have the chance to understand each other."
Without even realising it, nearly an hour had passed and she had to get ready for her performance. The time had gone so quickly in the presence of such a forthright and fascinating person. I couldn't resist a parting question: What else would she like to do in the future, if anything?
"Play Cleopatra, Nefertiti, Ptolomy. I do not know why they are always given to Caucasians when these characters are of OUR colour.They are part of OUR history. I would do it much better than Elizabeth Taylor, I tell you the truth!" She collapsed into laughter, suddenly appreciating the humour in what she said.
If she had one wish, what would it be? "To be who I am," she retorted with a satisfied, confident smile.
Amen to that, Ms Kitt, and may you Rest In Peace.
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