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Hello, Lumelang, Khotso! everyone. This blog is my way of staying connected and letting everyone know about all my exciting adventures in Peace Corps Lesotho. My position with Peace Corps is as CHED which stands for Community Health and Economic Development. My focus within this will be working with agricultural practices at a High School and hoping to work more with medicinal gardening at the local clinic. This blog is going to consist of personal journal entries I have written previous to when I am able to access a computer and general thoughts on living, working, and being a part of the Basotho culture. All ideas in the blog and opinions are my own and do not represent those of the Peace Corps.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

The Great Seshoeshoe Caper

In order to be a fashionable participant of the Leribe Cultural Day, I decided to buy a seshoeshoe... turned out to be more work than it was worth...

August 30th: Went with Malekhula to buy a seshoeshoe off the side of the street. We found a stand with some nicer ones so stopped and this young girl took my measurements and we told her I wanted it just below the knees. I was told to pick it up on the 1st and gave her R100 downpayment.

Sept 1st: Was supposed to pick up my seshoeshoe but no one was there....

Sept 2nd: Picked up Seshoeshoe from sweet old Nkhono that was at the stand instead of younger girl. When I got home it was long and a little tight in the waist, no zipper so was a pain to get on, and it wasnt sewn on a seam so ripped open. girls and me went to talk to Nkhono but she was MIA.

Sept 3rd: Escaped to Maseru so the girls at work took the seshoeshoe back for me to have it fixed.

Sept 4th: Went to get my seshoeshoe and it was HUGE! Tandi got into a fight with the Nkhono (not so sweet anymore) in the middle of the street, screaming from both, random people stopping to join in, me standing there holding the giant seshoeshoe up between them. Ended up going to Tandi's friends shop for a skirt that cost me another R100 but the woman actually measured me.

Sept 5th: Walked with Mataetsi to get my money back, all Nkhono said was "lumela" and handed me the money. Sat in the tailors shop with Tandi and Marosa for two hours while the ruffles were put on my skirt. It was beautiful and had the embroidery on the pockets.

Sept 6: Finally went to Cultural day and just sat in a tent in my new, slightly uncomfortable seshoeshoe and watched cultural dancing from 11 to 5. The dancing was beautiful and our boys got second place. The girls did pretty bad and we lost lots of points because our lead dancers top fell off but didn't lose as many as we could have because she just left it off the rest of the dance. Ha Je Je!

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