Yatima Kidogo

Please read all the way to the bottom and you will see why it's applicable! If you don't that's cool and I left the design community for the right reasons.

• Thank you for your time,
  Joseph L. Kabenji

The common person was never afforded the opportunity to own a Peter Carl Faberge Egg. I decided to make my eggs for EVERYONE. There is a catch though... you can't buy them, you have to solve my puzzle and find them. My puzzles are global and for all those willing to play. This is the design for my first egg and below you will find the story that will lead to my Yatima's Egg if you are clever enough to solve it.

Can you solve the puzzle?

Yatima Kidogo
sat with her toes in the sand until
Alfijiri turned into Jioni.
As she sat, the bones of her old friend
Tembo washed ashore. With a knife
that her Baba bore before he
died she carved the egg of
her favorite animal. She
then set inside a song
that was sung to
her as a child.
Placing the locked music
box inside a chest carved
from a Boabob tree
she stood up and walked
home.
At the age of two a Masai man, by the
name of Ana G. Ram, gave her two
puzzling tattoos that read
“iniad”
and
“danuku”.
Ana became her
protector and as she
grew older he told her
to never forget his lectures.
As an old woman Yatima now has many
children that bear the same burdens
she did as a child.
Gazing out on a world that she
had travelled so well, Yatima
looks down at her tattoos and
remembering where she came
from, sings her song for the
last time.
In her repose she chose to lay
her body in the only home she
ever knew, Kijiji Watoto.
The music box now sits above her final
resting place. Patiently waiting for all who
have a key to unlock it and remember
her words as the notes are played.
Asante Sana.

HOW IT'S APPLICABLE:

I don't want just another desktop item that will remind me of more shit that I have to do in a day, responsibility wise. I want something on my desk to remind me that I need to see the world. That I need to adventure. That I need to remember that at some point in life... I will die. It's imperative that I remember that I will die because that means that before I kick the bucket... I WILL LIVE!