Our neighbors son had his traditional marriage last month. It is a cultural experience. Not so much fun but seeing how the process works and what they call marriage. At this marriage they got tents and LOUD speakers and the girls clan came as honored guests. The two clans discussed literally for hours (and onto the next morning) the bride price. The girls clan wanted to be paid for coming, 10 cows, 8 goats, and more money. The boys family said they couldn't pay that. Because they couldn't come to an agreement they served all of us, the guests, food (in my experience usually this happens after an agreement is made). I think they knew they would come to an agreement eventually because the girls was to have a baby in a few weeks.
Anyways, our kids had a good time with their friends. Lydia and Grace love to be one of the teens and helped in the kitchen and serving the food. They waited to eat until their work was done and they sat with their friends to eat offals (intestines). Way to go girls! Malai loved dancing with her friends to the blaring music. They are so much fun to watch! Unfortunately, the music went all night! I was amazed the next day that all the adults in the village seemed to be unset about the music and didn't sleep, BUT no one does anything about it. Finally at 7am we asked for them to turn down the volume. I have come a long ways in my mission career. I use to like boil with anger after a night with loud music and little sleep. The injustice of it all just frustrated me. Now, it is just a part of their culture and I know it only happens by us about once in a year. I don't want to be the angry white lady who complains and stops their fun. But...if the people here do and they stop the music I am ok with that :). |
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