Amai Wethu! (Mama mia) Ngiyajabula! ( I rejoice!) I discovered that one of the unmarked audio tapes in my drawer is a Mango Grove tape – a tape that my daughter had given me some time ago, that I thought that I had lost. What does that mean to me? Well, I can now work in my kitchen to the sounds of music from Africa. (There is even the odd Zulu phrase in the music.) It makes me feel at home and brings back happy memories of my childhood in Zambia. In order to polish the linoleum floors, the Zambian domestics used to slip their feet into “hand” brushes, and then proceed with a kind of shuffle dance across the floor, singing as they went. In SA there was often the sound of an African radio station on in the background as house work was done. The music also helps me get the chores done – the strong rhythm keeps my feet moving...
Before leaving for the Deadwood Bible study, we found 5 one pound coins stacked on one of the books in the passage. As we leave the front door open for air,
I can only assume that one of the “craft ladies” knocked while I was enjoying my African music, gave up waiting for me to answer, and just left the rental for their use of our schoolroom, which is 5 pounds. Oh dear.
Had a good time with the Deadwood group.
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