Telling Tales
UW students introduce Wisconsin schoolchildren to African traditions.
During her childhood in Nigeria, Mobolaji Falomo x’10 didn’t spend family time in front of the television. At night, when the moon was out, her parents, aunts, uncles, and cousins gathered together to tell stories.
Now an aspiring pediatrician majoring in child development, Falomo is sharing that tradition through African Storytelling on Wheels, a UW-Madison program that sends students of African origin into elementary schools in eastern and northern Wisconsin. The effort brings African culture, music, and languages to classrooms, with help from a three-year grant from the 2008 Ira and Ineva Reilly Baldwin Wisconsin Idea Endowment.
“How many of you like stories? What’s your favorite story?” Falomo asks fourth-graders in Arkdale, a rural community ninety miles north of Madison. She wears a vibrant orange long-sleeved tunic with a matching skirt and completes the traditional Nigerian outfit with a dark green head wrap.
The previous school Falomo visited with the program — located nearly five hours north of Madison — had just a handful of African-American students. “Those kids lit up,” she says. “They don’t see anybody that looks like them very often.”
Moji Olaniyan, a UW assistant dean who first shared tales from her native Nigeria with her daughter’s kindergarten class some years ago, launched African Storytelling on Wheels last spring. The program is operated out of the African Studies Program.
On this fall morning, Falomo teams up with Beatrice Okelo MAx’10, a native of Kenya who is seeking a degree in African languages, literature, and linguistics. The UW storytellers poll their young audience to find out how many students think Africa is a continent, and how many think it’s a country — and in one fifth-grade class, students were split evenly on the question.
The university student storytellers are from Cameroon, Ethiopia, Ghana, Kenya, Liberia, and Nigeria, or they were born to parents who came to the United States from those countries. The geography lesson inevitably sparks questions about their homelands, giving the storytellers a chance to break down generalizations and misconceptions some of the children have about Africa and its people. In the fifth-grade classroom, students ask if most people in Africa are sick, if Nigeria has ever been hit by a tornado, and if Africans go fishing.
“Kids are very inquisitive. What’s in their heads pops out,” Falomo says.
The students also wonder which languages the women speak. Okelo answers by connecting her culture to American culture, asking if the students have heard the phrase hakuna matata, made famous by a song in the Disney film The Lion King. As the children raise their hands, Okelo explains that “hakuna matata is Swahili,” one of four languages she speaks.
Falomo tells the story of a male tortoise that eats food meant for his wife, prepared by a doctor to help the female tortoise become pregnant. Falomo asks the fourth-graders about their favorite foods to engage them in the story. In this version, the turtle takes a trip from Madison to Texas to deliver lasagna, eats the lasagna on the way back home, and becomes pregnant instead of his wife. She then adds a song, playing a tall African drum and singing in Yoruba, and teaches the class a refrain to sing along with her.
The stories always have a moral, with the end result showing the danger of behaviors such as ingratitude or treating others poorly. But the children don’t always catch on right away — as shown when Okelo tells the story of a hyena that falls in a pit and acts less than thankful for the help he gets from a cow. “I learned if I was a cow, I’d never trust a hyena,” says one fifth-grade boy after hearing the tale.
Sometimes, the storytellers use questions to guide children toward the story’s ultimate lesson, as when Okelo asks, “What would you do if someone helped you out of a pit?” The class responds correctly, “Say ‘Thank you!’ ”
At the end of each presentation, the storytellers pass handmade African instruments around the room for students to shake, pound, and bang.
During a break in the teacher’s lounge, as the storytellers wash down a snack of brownies and Rice Krispie bars with small cartons of milk, a third-grader peeks in and says, “You rock!”
— Jenny Price ’96