All The Things
At a family event a few weeks ago, I stopped paying attention when an aunt said something that immediately stuck with me. Mwanamke hachoki. A woman never tires. This event was to welcome the relatives of my uncle’s girl to the family. It was an event for the women, as said by the current patriarch and first born son of the family. The aunt is the wife of said first born son. This women’s event was staged under a tent, in my uncle’s compound. The men were seated a way off, on the veranda. The only masculine energy that graced …
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