Word: huts
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...novel's plot concerns Old Cock's attempts to hold on to his job and to keep Arp secure in his Nissen hut, located on the edge of the garbage dump. Among his adversaries are not only the city authorities and the garbage men (who have no respect for a well-conducted dump), but a film company run by a madly implausible American operator named Claygate Corst. Though Corst doesn't have "enough do-re-mi in his pocket to acquire a second-hand mouse-trap," he takes over the decayed movie studios next to the dump...
...little publications are informing their communities of the life around them, in many cases converting the illiterate to literacy in the process. One such journal turned up on my desk this week: Issue No. 259 of the Loma Weekly, a Mimeographed paper that serves the natives of the mud-hut village of Wozi (estimated population: 250) in the dense, equatorial rain forest of Liberia. Reading it in New York, some 5,000 miles away, I found Wozi's news lively, to say the least...
Before dawn the recorded radio beat of tom-toms sounded out across the cocoa plantations and straw-hut villages of the Gold Coast, awakening hundreds of African officials and thousands of voters, the tribal cry of darkest Africa summoning everybody to an election. All day the voters calmly queued up outside the polling huts, picked up their ballots, had their thumbs smeared with indelible ink to prevent duplicate voting, walked into the huts and dropped their ballots into boxes...
...Kwame Nkrumah, born a Twi tribesman in a mud-hut village, graduate of Pennsylvania's Lincoln University ('39), leader since 1947 of his country's surge to get independence from the British, struck a higher note: "Do not listen to these madmen who talk to you of cocoa and corruption," he argued. "They simply hide the fact that they do not want independence for our country...
...fame spread, more and more pilgrims came to hear her oracular utterances and her vague version of black man's Christianity. In the clearing behind her hut she collected them, 500 or more at a time, ordered them on pain of death to close their eyes and listen to the voice of the Almighty-a strange, whistling noise. Spies from a nearby Roman Catholic mission risked opening their eyes and reported that Lenshina merely stepped behind a tree and blew a whistle...