I was showing a visitor around our Maryknoll Region in Tanzania. We hadn’t gone
more than 15 miles when my Land-Rover shuddered to a stop. I pulled out the
automotive manual and attempted to locate the source of the difficulty. After
several hours, a truck pulled up. The driver, an elderly African, got out to
help us. He wriggled under our vehicle while his passenger pored over our
manual. Emerging with a smile, the earnest mechanic successfully started up our
Land-Rover. His passenger began telling him about the splendid manual we had.
The elderly man replied, "The foreigners may use books, but we Africans use our
heads."