The Value of Patience
Hello again friends! I write you now with less than three weeks to go until I move to Gobojango. For the past few days I’ve done some things worth writing about… First: last weekend was our group’s visit to the cultural lodge. We arrived to the village after about an hour in a bus from Kanye. For the following couple hours, we had the great fortune to be able to watch some traditional dances. As we arrived, women singing and holding drums awaited us at the entrance to the kgotla (wall-less hut). We entered and all took our seats as the presenters took their places in a line in front of us. Then, the kgosi (chief), who walked with a cane, proceeded to dance for us as his peers sang behind him. Next, they taught us how to grind sorghum between two rocks. Selecting only a few people from the audience, the main presenter allowed Tate, TJ, and some other volunteers to happily walk to the front to give it a try. After that, we circled around a hollowed out tree stum