A Child’s Song took its name from an ancient African Proverb. There is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted not from when they are born, nor from when they are conceived but from the day that the child is a thought in its mother’s mind. And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, and listens until she can hear the song of the child who wants to come. After she’s heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child’s father and teaches it to him.
When the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. As the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings the song. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty. As a way of honouring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song. It goes this way through their life. In marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing for the last time –the song to that person.