Quote: "We are not selling our sister. If your brother wants a donkey to be beating, we can avail one to him. In fact, it will be much cheaper" Samuel Akhona.
I have no braggable command of cultural practices, neither that of my own nor that of others. It is the tragedy of being born and being sworn to the life of the big city.
When we hosted an African Professional Women's event in June, one speaker Monica Rubombora told the women to sleep their way to the top. She meant that they should get sufficient rest to be productive enough to climb the corporate ladder. Sleep is everything, if I was in a position to decree any law, it would be to make waking up any minute earlier than 10 am on a weekend illegal. I would be guilty of four counts on this particular Saturday by rising at the crack of the damn dawn to head to Secunda for my cousins lobola (bride price) negotiations.
We arrive mid-morning and convene at the Shoprite parking lot. My cousin picks this late moment to hand me his coat (I am dressed casually) and announce that I will be the lead negotiator.