University 

I am Mansa Musa, the King of Kings.

Today in Timbuktu I made a most wondrous discovery. I found an ancient building that the locals tell me was originally a school, known as the University of Sankore. There is considerable interest among both my advisors and the people of Timbuktu in restaffing this University of Sankore. I will find an architect to redesign and refurbish the ancient center of learning while on my travels. It will become a Qu'ranic law school, but also a university of the sciences. I hope for it to become a renowned center of learning, possibly bringing scholars from across the world. This university will enhance the reasons I already had for planning to bring Timbuktu into my empire. After my Hajj, Mali will be known for its great wealth. After this university matures, Mali will be known for its great knowledge as well. Although I am of course taking this pilgrimage for Allah, I plan to simultaneously realize my goal of showing the world Mali's greatness. Speaking of Mali, I wonder how my country is doing. My son, Magha, was appointed as a deputy king in my place while I am gone on my pilgrimage. (Levtzion, Nehemia. "The Thirteenth- and Fourteenth-Century Kings of Mali." In The Journal of African History, 341-353. 3rd ed. Vol. 4. Cambridge University Press, 1963.) He is inexperienced, and has almost no knowledge of the particulars of statecraft. I hope that he can learn how to lead by the time he rules my country. Today, as I am about to leave Timbuktu and venture through the great desert, I am full of hope, and apprehension
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