IHS Gabs 95-98 Re-Union Part 2

The following morning we all garthered around the fire place!! Had another BBQ for breakfast! Then we had a meeting, then one goes, Before we start please can e open with a word of prayer "!! Errrr...hmmm

Thought word of what?? Yea, we prayed, people are grown, so mature!! Husbands and wives, fathers and mothers. Priorities have shifted. Yea it was wonderful.

We we decided to do the safari drive ourselves, so we saw few wild animals, when we saw an elephant, I asked the driver to slow down so I could take pictures but the guy ustpresrsed down on that accelerator  and said he din't want to die!! Like dude  please, you are in the wrong place then. Hahahahaha

Anyway we were told it was wrong time,  went back to the lodge so we could go back in the evening when is the time these animals would apparently be going for water.

Got home and off course me just  being me I seized the opportunity  for a mini photos shoot with my newly appointed photographer!! He is good.

                         COLLECTING FIRE WOOD......

This is such a beautiful lake not far away from where we stayed.. Beautiful water fall..

We were sat by the fire place most of the time..........

IHS Gabs 95-98 Re-Union Part 1

Whilst Facebook seems to continuously consume the world today , it does have its benifits. Take me for example I was lucky enough to find my class mates from Institute of Health Sciences (IHS)-1995-1998 through Facebook.We were able to reconnect which led to a proposal for a mini reunion and everybody knows I'm one for anything that is fun filled.

After doing some homework and some research we all agreed on a long weekend at the 

Terafou Safari Lodge, Zanzibar.  This Safari Lodge is situated on the banks of the Limpopo river, in the Tuli block in Botswana. For guests they can stay in thatched, comfortable en suite exclusive rooms for self-catering, with an option for full catering as well. 

Now when i say top notch people  this lodge just ticked all the boxes from the ensuite rooms to the pool  to the beautiful   viewing deck that overwork the Limpopo river, fully equipped kitchen, dinning area and braai ( BBQ) area. The beautiful green lawns right up to the banks of the river. Just perfect for any Boaz to propose to his Ruth.

The day had arrived for the trip, I so felt like I was a child  exicited for the first day of sch.  I had my bags packed my hair done but ofcourse my sisters didn't  approve and had their own two cents about it as per usual but I wasn't phased, nothing was going to dampen my day so I sat sipping on my freshly squeezed mango juice waiting to be picked. Honestly you can't even begin to imagine how anxious I was , I hadn't seen most of them since graduation back in 98 and we're in 2015 that makes it 17 years. I started feeling a bit nervous. 

We drove from Gaborone City to Palapye where we met with the  first group. Okey, it felt so natural. We all just clicked. Reconnected. We drove to another town where  we met up with the last group. Yay Now all together again, the only thing in our minds now was  to get to Zanzibar. It had been a long day.

The picture below really shows my grey hair and my hairstyle clearly...I love my GREY hair please.

The funny thing comes here, we all looked different I guess, off course we look older. But for me the first thing they noticed was my hairstyle and the colour of my hair. I remember we hugged and the first thing that came out of one of the girl's mouth was; " Studu,, dye your grey hair PLEASE ".
Okey I thought that was it about my hair, but one of the guys then said; So this hairstyle has cost you P40? And I asked why and how he knew the price I paid ? He said " its called french lines and they cost P10/line!! as  I stood with my mouth open, the other girl said. Its actually a hairstyle that a lot of old woman like, especially teachers. Errr...say what? But for me things like these don't really move me, if I like, I like.

As I laughed out load the same guy then said said ' honestly though Studu, you had really undermined our ReUnion for you to come with that kind of hairstyle"!. Hahaha. But I love them all. Honestly it just feels like I have been reconnected with my long lost family. It feels so great.

 I enjoyed the evenings as we would all sit around open fire and tell stories of the past. Laughter                  oh Laughter!!! THAT WAS OUR STORY...

But the monkeys loved our food. We had to keep watching them closely as the kept stealing our food..lol

     Found myself a friend though....

Yes I will re-unite with this group of lovely people over and over again.

                        Looking forward to share with you Re-Union 2.

                                        JOURNEY WITH ME...........

THIER WEDDING-OUR MARRIAGE-TSWANA STYLE

Most girls grow up dreaming of their weddings, from what dress they are likely to wear down to the decor.  When it comes to me all I've always known is I want it to take place in a hotel, but trust my family to be against the idea. My Mother’s Backyard aka our homestead is what they all prefer. 

Fast forward to April this year, I was back home for my usual yearly visit . This time round it was a tad extra special, My brother was getting married and you can guess where it was happening, our home; MOSHUPA.  This is where I was raised; it’s a large village in the southern District of Botswana.  This beautiful village is characterized by unique and prodigious mountain outcrops, which often leave visitors in wonder. These giant rocks are so balanced on top of each other, they don't fall, . So trust me when I say it was a proper Tswana wedding.

As they prepared for this wedding I tried to put my input, continuing with lets just have one wedding celebration campaign but that fell on deaf ears. NO way !!!. they wanted to do the full/ complete old customary traditions. In Most African cultures there is a traditional aspect involved in the wedding process, Botswana is no exception.

 After the negotiations between the 2 families,, there is a Civil Ceremony whereby there is a registration  with a government office responsible for public  placements/announcements of the impending matrimonial; commonly  3 consecutive weeks of publishing banns. This is so that if the groom had promised someone else marriage this intentions will be terminated  due to the fact that Botswana men are only allowed to marry one woman. This is meant to be just a small session but some Batswana had turned it into another celebration.

As the Publising of the Bans comes to an end , the traditional wedding now can take place i.e Patlo (formally seeking a woman's hand in marriage and the paying of Lobola). 'Go laya' which is some form of ritual advice/ counselling given to the couple by married woman and men only) Very close-mouthed.! I can't wait to find out what they talk about and I won't leave you out,lol). These are essential aspects of the Tswana wedding process of which failure to follow through would make the traditional marriage invalid.

Eight (8)cows are the standard number for lobola in my Village, conjointly most Villages in the Southern part of the country; but that's just the minimum, sometimes the groom's parents decide to give more. If the men had impregnanted the girl before marriage, then there is an extra charge ; normally it's an extra cow, (kgomo ya tshenyo). These cows do not belong to the mother and father of the bride only,as you might be thinking. They share  them between the girl's  aunties and uncles who are believed to have helped in bringing you up.

On the day of Patlo (traditional wedding), the married men both young and elderly on the groom's side gather early in the morning around 6 am. The men from the groom's side will then give the groom some marriage counselling/advices in front of the in-laws( other married men from the bride's side). After this session, all these men are served with tea and bread ( homemade by helpers who had volunteered to cook and serve) after which they then take the cows for lobola to the bride's place. only married men lead these cattle. Few woman will accompany the men just so they can ululate when they arrive at the bride's place, they don't give lobola quitetly tacitly, no way! the whole village should know. The woman on the woman side will join ululating as a sign of welcome. Once they have done their job of ululating the woman from the groom's side then go back to the groom's where they join up with other married woman dressed for the occasion. All wrapped in the traditional clothing ( heavy blankets to cover their shoulders)/ and scarves on their heads...even in the heat. Only these days they are now coming up with a white light material to make these blankets. Thank God. They then  follow the men to the bride's place, they form one long queue which is lead by the groom's auntie singing and dancing they arrive at the bride's to join with other married woman on the brides side where these women together seat on mats ( traditional/leather mats) not chairs but on the floor. Just like what the men did, women on the bride's side will then give marriage advices/ counselling to their daughter in the presence of the in-laws.

Once they are done, they have their tea and they take these cows to the traditional court ( Kgotla) where they show them to the chief and the leaders of the village, to proof there has been full payment. The chief then give the newly weds marriage advices.
From the traditional court they all go to registration office, and like the chief the marriage magistrate (molaudi) also give counselling/ advice. After which they all go to the bride's place for lunch and drinks. Once they have eaten and drank, the men and woman from the groom's place will go back to the groom's place where they also have food prepared and ready for them to eat. Yes, again.



Having witnessed this closely recently, I was really touched to see a huge number of these elderly men and woman coming together in oneness of heart. Seeing the extend of the seriousness of which this whole thing is being handled, I don't understand how Divorce still take place. Err,,thats me just saying right there.



  

As came in dancing.......................

these cattle were about to be slaughtered / the beef we had,one cow missing at it ran for its life.(for the 3rd celebration).

 Moving on, Food food food, You need so much food, We are a beef producing country so we don't buy beef, goat meet, we slaughter and eat. So there is so much work to do, people volunteer to come help with the cooking and serving.

Part two of the Celebration is the white wedding celebration that happens at the bride's  home. Followed by the same celebration at the groom 's place the following weekend. If its in the same Village/Town, some people do the celebration the following day.  Even though we say its a white wedding celebration, traditional, you wear the white wedding for the first part then you change into different clothes that all these aunties and uncles have bought for you. They all want to see you wearing these clothes. I remember at my brother's wedding a friend of mine said...I have lost count of how many times have they changed. To be honest I don't know myself, I think they only changed 5 times. I might need to ask them.

May I just say if you are having these kind of wedding in your homes, there is just no point making invitation card, the whole community will just turns up. Some just follow the sound of ululation. So you better have enough food. They turn up in big numbers and in my tradition they say its a sign of honour. In other words they are doing you a favour by coming to your wedding.Hello ??

So contrary to what I hear people say these ( don't throw away food, kids are starving in Africa).. In my family whenever we had  celebration of any sort/ my grandfather had always taught us. "No one leaves my house without beeing fed. He would say, I would rather food remains and get spoiled than insufficiency."

My point here is Traditional weddings are excessively costly, peculiarly  if you do them the very old way of having three different celebrations. I know people now are so influenced by western culture so it was great see the real tradition in this age.I LOVE my culture but I  think a lot of things really needs to be revisited. It doesn't have to be unnecessarily expensive.

I am convinced there is a lot you can add up or even oppose some things. We  have different tribes and so do things distinctively, and even within the same tribes some families have adjusted/adapted some things, hence these altered practices. This was all about what I observed closely at my brother's wedding.

I STILL STAND FOR CULTURE THOUGH..........