Monday, March 17, 2008

Rural Area: Monday


The long weekend took its toll on me, and i had trouble waking up. This was the picture after we attempted to dance Zulu. I found it interesting the range of ages that could sit around together and hang out.

In the morning, took about 30 minutes to walk to school with Mama Joyce. Once we arrived we learned that Mama Joyce had called Langa, a SIT staff members, at 4 30 in the morning to tell him that we were having a good time and she was making us porridge for breakfast. We sat around in the morning studying Zulu, getting ready for the test we had on Friday. At around 9, we headed out to examine health in the community. First, we went to see a Inyama/Sangoma. He spoke to us about his ability to understand ones problems, while also having the capability to proscribe medicine. He had a P.H.D of sorts. We then headed to a clinic.

We arrived home and went into the room to sleep. Before we could sleep, some drunk men insisted we come out and teach us traditional Zulu warfare. We picked up plastic bottles, two for the shield, one for the spear, and fought each other like Shaka Zulu. After they explained multiple times to us that they were black and we were white, they left, we ate and slept early. We were told by Spiwe that soccer practice would be held at 5 the next day.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hi Louie, It's me again. I wonder what your thoughts are as to the meaning or purpose in the men's explanation of them being black and your being white? Do you have an idea about what that was all about?

Stacey Graham