“Every time Baba behaved in this manner, Grandma Sabou would calmly get up and go to rest on her bamboo bed, letting the boy cry until he was exhausted. Then Baba’s forehead would slowly drift onto his right knee, and he would sleep for a good hour. When he awoke, he would be hungry enough to eat the entire bowl of sticky porridge. Grandma would smile and say, “The best time to do something is when you are willing to do it. Baba, you did a good job.” WaitingWillingPatience Book:A Gift from Childhood: Memories of an African Boyhood Source: A Gift from Childhood: Memories of an African Boyhood