Munaye wasn’t the first person to try to instill religion in Yemsiratch. Men and women, from high school to college to University to work, have approached her–at bus stops, in taxis, outside churches–with their bibles, their crosses and tracts, their Jesuses, their Jehovahs, their Baháʼu’lláhs and their Joseph Smiths. The last of which she found so hilarious even she, who doesn’t give a gosh darn about patriotism, asked, “You seriously think that God would talk through some white guy who lived in America less than 200 years ago?!”
