EXCUSE ME MOTHERS... A while ago, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie acknowledged the role of African mothers in girl-child pre-marital training. However, her opinion about how this culture affects men-folk is not of much importance today. But, the once revered norm is fast and discouragingly changing to zilch. Modernity or civilization? In my home and growing up, one ritual observed most meticulously by my female siblings is sitting well. Like the hen: the reason for the observation a downward and upward manoeuvring of the head while taken in water is because of the uncertainty of where their death originates from. Indeed, when you miss-sit in my compound back then, the repercussion is usually brief, as well invincible as the death which takes the hen, yet the pain eternal. To be free from the hammer, the people concerned in my home were often conscious of the ritual and of course seat-perfect. Outside the house, it is either I pass a note or appeal mildly to the careless person. But, is it fair to tag a lady careless when the mother defines carelessness? If mother to be and mothers do not know how to sit, how then would they teach the daughters how to do? Some have even gone further to strip themselves of any sense of decency in the name of breast-feeding. In the church today, I was treated unfairly by three issues. First, a lady in her late twenties brazenly sat in the church with her private estate snapping at everyone within range! I prayed briefly for a change of heart but she was in Pluto. I had to do what I did to save myself and other less faithful people around. Now, and more explicitly, such a lady must be a careless person in manners, as a cook, student, et al! If you have a mother, yet motherless, start practising how to drop this sour habit. Ladies, you are worth half your value, each time you get your carnal estates exposed. Now you know, do not remain the same. Secondly, a woman with a child forced her milk house in a skimpy blouse in such a way that the duo suffocatingly surged half-way out. Please do not justify what you did not see, I had a bad feeling and a healthy person would wish that she attends decency class. No doubts you are breast-feeding, but you do not have to breast-feed the public when you are not really breast-feeding your child! In Igbo-land, there was a time when a bride is given to a proven marital exemplar for a brief tutelage before she starts her own family...Whatever happened to this tradition. Whatever is precious demands stressful digging! Cover yourself well, that is the dignity of womanhood. Finally, the choir entertained themselves today. Whatever they sang, 95% of us know not. Outside these, good Sunday. #HappySunday.
Posted on: Sun, 06 Apr 2014 13:28:47 +0000
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