初到安哥拉时,我并未意识到已经进入这个国家。那是1987年,我当时住在赞比亚国境的西北角,邻近安哥拉边境。狭窄的沙土路蜿蜒穿过无边无际的灌木丛,开车很容易抛锚,而且我常在去往边远村庄的路上迷失方向。停车问路时,如果答话的人说的是葡萄牙语,那我就得赶紧离开人家的国土,回到那条看不见的边境线另一边去。被漫长的殖民时代伤害至深的 When I first arrived in Angola, I did not realize I had entered this country. That was 1987, when I was living in the northwestern corner of the border with Zambia, near the Angolan border. The narrow dirt road winds through the boundless bushes, driving easily breaks down, and I often lose my way on the way to remote villages. When I stopped for a walk, if the answerer spoke Portuguese, I would have to leave my homeland and return to the other side of the invisible border. Was deeply hurt by the long colonial era