Wednesday, March 16, 2022

I grew up in Oukongo Village

 

I grew up in Oukongo Village - Epupa Constituency, Opuwo district (Kunene region) Namibia.👍💖😚 I'm proud of my humble beginnings… a time when everyone treated each other like family, every elderly person that came to your house was your aunty and uncle even if they were no relation 👫...We went outside the house to play and drive wire car made of wires, ride donkeys, look after goats and cattle, climb OMIṰATI/Mopane tree for OUTWIKI/OTUTJI, make tree swings and played OZONGOMBE-ZOMIKARAVIZE and OKAROMBO, we didn't eat fast food🍟🍔....we ate porridge and mixed with sour-milk (omaere) homemade food PAP AND OMUKUNDJA, Orundiri, Otjihenga was our daily lunch, we ate ozoṋinga, omazu, omakuyu, ozombe, ozongange,omapya,ozondape,ozoseu,ozonḓuvi, omahuu, ovihakariwa,ozombutu, ozohe,ozohamati,ozondjendjere,ozohamati,ozombapu. Life was good no worries at all. We played hide and seek🙈 and your touch, block, we never owned fancy mud cows and we played using bows and allows outa-wozohewo made of sticks, homemade guitar (outa). There was no bottled water🍶, we drank water from omisema,ozondjombo and rainwater womomarindi. If we had a drink we would share the same CAN ondooha/okanyungu koukoho...after giving it a wipe with our hands. We didn’t have TV 📺 but we were never bored, times when you can play with sticks and everything is just fun. There was no such thing as a mobile phone or any other electronic device 📵. We weren't AFRAID OF ANYTHING. If someone had a fight, that's what it was...a fist fight👊. Kids didn't have guns🔫 or knives🔪. The school was mandatory, we used to get corporal punishment, but you'd still wait a couple of lessons every now and then We never back chatted with anyone older, because we knew we'd get a hiding, belt, wooden spoon or some shoe, oruhongwe oromuṱati... We respected our teachers and all elders, disciplined by an elder because they were just as they were our own.
Re-post if you're proud
👉😁 that you came from a close-knit community 👭👬👫and you will never forget where you came from.

 

Uerimanga Tjijombo, wa Tjiurunga

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