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The simple, natural language of Dogodogo and Emusoi make them accessible for a wide range of audiences and reading levels. The titles can be read by both primary and secondary students, but teachers may wish to review the content of Emusoi before offering it to pupils below Year 7 (US 6th Grade).  The colourful illustrations by some of the Dogodogo boys add a powerful and personal touch.


The moving, often shocking, stories in Dogodogo and Emusoi cut across a range of serious global issues, with which students may engage at their own level: child rights – particularly child labour vs education - poverty, the devastating effects of infectious diseases, community and family breakdown, homelessness, environmental change, and the tension between progress and globalisation and traditional culture. These themes provide many opportunities for discussion amongst more advanced readers, as well as teenagers in catch-up programmes.


Both books offer further cross-curricular links with drama, humanities and autobiography/recount units in literacy (including EAL) at word, sentence and text level.

“There was another school in that area, but it was far away, and I was too tired to walk there after taking care of the animals.”


Dogodogo - Edward
Dogodogo - Aloys
Dogodogo - Emmanuel fishing
Tanzania drawing - Linda
Tanzania Sr Mary Drought

“Each time I visit Linda’s village, the situation gets worse. Last time, there was no water. There had been no rain for months. The river was dry. Linda’s mother cried because she could not offer me chai.”  Sr Mary

“How will my people survive? My mother taught all my friends, and all my friends’ parents, but none of them went beyond primary school. They do not have enough education to stand up for their rights.” Linda

Tanzania Drawing children

“I was only about seven but he made me help him with the fishing. I was terrified. I did not know how to swim or how to row a boat. The oar was so heavy. I could hardly lift it.”


“My first memory…is hiding from my father when he was drunk. I was 6 years old. I could hear him shouting at my mother and beating her. She was crying. I knew that, if he found where I was hiding, I would be next.”