Mrs Dina Tjimuhiva 60th years of retirement

 

60^th years of retirement

Mom Dina Tjimuhiva is a mother who is the truest friend we have. When trials heavy and sudden fall upon us; when prosperity replaces adversity; when friends desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still she will cling to us; she will try by her kind precepts and counsel to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace return to our hearts. A good mother has always been Mrs. Dina Tjimuhiva a mother who is aware of her children’s needs and how she will care for them. Mrs. Dina Tjimuhiva was a gift from God to us; she served as a mother figure to every student at the I.K Tjimuhiva Combined School and even to those who did not attend school. Some of us knew that teachers' and matrons' children were revered in other schools, but at I.K. Tjimuhiva Combined School, all students were treated equally, and even her children were just orderly children like other children in the school. While it is common knowledge for teachers' children to not go to the school where they work, Mrs. Dina Tjimuhiva's children went to I.K. Tjimuhiva Combined School. You might infer from this that Mrs. Dina Tjimuhiva was a nice mother to every child. The biggest task someone can undertake is raising nice, caring, ethical, and responsible people if they have children from varied cultural origins and religious views. Mrs. Dina Tjimuhiva faced these difficulties, but she recognized that becoming a mother requires discovering abilities and overcoming anxieties you were unaware you possessed. One of the best mothers ever, she is. It is important to keep in mind that Mrs. Dina Tjimuhiva utilized the Bible as her main tool to bring all of these children together. She never demanded that the children abandon their cultures or their beliefs; instead, she created a uniform school atmosphere. She truly cares for every learner at I.K. Tjimuhiva, where there was no hostel. At times, you won't believe how she managed to care for so many children without the hostel. While the boys were at school, she used to host female students in her house.

This year's National Best Principal Celebration, which is being held on Mrs. Dina Tjimuhiva's 60th birthday, honours a visionary, tenacious, and hardworking leader. Please take a moment to reflect on how Ms. Dina Tjimuhiva has influenced your life and the community, whether you are a student, parent, or teacher. The future of I.K. Tjimuhiva Combined School is something that Mrs. Dina Tjimuhiva, a visionary woman with unique ideas, occasionally makes you want to ask her about. Are you aware that you will one day retire with such a significant historical legacy? I only do so because Mrs. Dina Tjimuhiva began this school beneath a tree and, as she advanced, relocated from there to an animal-dug house with corrugated iron on top. She may have started out like other teachers in our nation, but her journey sets her apart from them. With all of her strength, she moves from the animal's dug-out house with corrugated iron on top to the TransNamib class that resembles an airplane. She worked tirelessly to see that the new classes next to the TransNamib courses were constructed by the Government of the Republic of Namibia. There was no electricity, so she made sure to get enough candles to last the entire night if there were evening events. I mentioned how great her work is and how hard she had been working. The hostel was later constructed thanks to her tireless efforts, and because of her, the solar panel lights were turned on for the first time to see lights, bread was shared with coffee in the morning, things that weren't there, and the hostel was the best in the village school. She retired today and left a sizable institution, which, from a distance, may appear to be one of the nation's largest universities. Who, if anyone, will forget you after such a massive task? I want to ask the young people to name their children after you so that they might be like you because we stated the name replicated the behaviour, (kuza omana yesisa), and no one will ever forget all that you have accomplished.

Before I go any further, I'd like to thank you and the former students of I.K. Tjimuhiva, Mrs. Dina Tjimuhiva, when she used to punish us by making us cut down trees and remove those large stones when we had done something wrong, we had no idea that we were actually clearing the land where our school would eventually be constructed. Today, all of those areas that were cleaned are where the school is currently located. Along with our retired Principal, we have indirectly contributed to the development of our school. I appreciate your vital contribution. Please give us a round of applause for our excellent work. Just wanted to express my profound gratitude. None of us have found the change to be simple, but your leadership and optimistic outlook have enabled us to get through it. Amy appreciates your advice and looks forward to it every day. I greatly appreciate everything you've done to raise us as your children and to educate us so thoroughly; as a result, some of us have Master's and Ph.D. degrees and some of us work as teachers and other professionals. Your commitment to us as your former learners is evident, and we much value it. We consider it a great blessing that you were our former principal during these trying times. I appreciate everything you do. We are constantly in awe of your capacity to bring our school community together. You have helped us educators feel supported and appreciated, which enables us to continually improve our practices. As a sports enthusiast and someone with a very strong Christian background, I would like to host the tournament annually that will be in your honour with different activities like soccer, netball, school choir competitions, and other activities. This tournament will be a rotation tournament in the following schools: I.K. Tjimuhiva Combined School, Orumana Combined School, and Mureti High School. We appreciate everything you do and will always be appreciative.

 

Compiled by Dr. Venauṋe Hepute and written by Mr. Uerimanga Tjijombo

Ozondya zeraka rOtjiherero otja motukondwa

 

Ozondya zeraka rOtjiherero otja motukondwa

ozondya zOtjihimba tjOmbandi, tjOmaue notjOmbuku zeposa tji muna zovambo okuryata motjambo okulyata wina ombangu oR noL.

Pwaatena tji mihungire

Onwe mitja etango ndi mba ryata mondata nahi etango ryahiti. Mutja nahi etjitire wina naho.  Nahi mivanga okuya kove ndji yekunwa omiya, ṋangu mutja nahi ndji ri nawa naho? Onwee omundu u ndji tjitira ike naho.

Ozondya zOtjitjimba tja Utua nozondya zOtjimbanderu inḓo kapeno ‘mbangu. Posiya kavehaṋa pokati ko Tj no Sh, Otjakati nOshakati vetamuna tjimwe. Kavena Tj momahungiriro vetjanga uriri.

Puratena shi mehungire

Mbwae mesha eyuva ndi mbayata momunoko tjandje eyuva rahiti. Mosha etjitire wina nao. Tjandje mevanga okuya kove mbi ye kunwa omeva. Kaṋangwi mosha nao mbiri nawa nao. Vakwetu omundu u ndji tjitira iye nao?

Ozondya zOtjitjimba tja Kaoko, okupikira komamuho koutjiro, ovirongo tjimuna Otuvero, Orumana, Onḓororundu otjerunda novirongo ongondoroka. Ovandu mbo vehungira ozondya zOtjiherero nawa, ombe hungira Otjiherero omwa mbu tji tjangwa. Posiya kavena omirya vyomambo, embo rimwe kavenaa aveungurisa ovikando ovingi.

Puratena tji mehungire

Mbwae metja eyuva ndi mbayata momunoko tjandje eyuva rahiti. Motja etjitire wina nao. Tjandje mevanga okuya kove mbi ye kunwa omeva. Kaṋangwi motja nao mbiri nawa nao. Vakwetu omundu u ndji tjitira iye nao?

Ozondya zOtjitjimba tjOmaue/tjOzondundu, notjOkuvare, nawina Otjihimba tjaMaheke. Nawina tjaHamuheke novirongo ongondoroka, Ozongoto novirongo ongondoroka, tjOnḓonḓu yaUaruze novirongo ongondoroka, Etanga novirongo ongondoroka ,Otjitanda novirongo ongondoroka, Onyuva novirongo ongondoroka, otjiṋungua novirongo ongondoroka, nawina eraka rovandu vaKambundu kaNehanga, ndyo ehungi ryetango ryarwe. 

Since people in a local area are more likely to converse with one another, they pick up new variations from each other that are not shared with other groups of people living elsewhere. I did write this poster to criticize, but I have been observing the way Ovaherero Vautwa how they teach Otjiherero from the Lower Primary to the University level. These communities may be even more isolated due to geographical characteristics including vast distances, mountains, oceans, and deserts. As a result of a lack of vocabulary among Ovaherero-vautwa, Ovaherero-Vautua do not view a dialect as a geographical variety of a language, spoken in a particular location, and being different in some linguistic items from other geographical varieties of the same language. I regret seeing a university student fail Otjiherero because of someone who is illiterate in other dialects.

It is imperative for all Otjiherero teachers in Namibia to be aware that geography has a more nuanced impact on language. The types of sounds that people often make are significantly influenced by altitude, and this has an impact on how languages sound. Dialect: a variation of a language used to indicate origin. Although the idea is typically viewed in terms of geography (regional dialect), it might also have some relevance in terms of a person's socioeconomic background or line of work (occupational dialect). As a result, teachers who are not fluent in all Otjiherero dialects are ineligible to teach Otjiherero as a subject at universities.

I'm not advocating for a single standard form of Otjiherero; rather, I'm advocating for an understanding of multiple dialects and vocabularies. Not all Ovaherero-vautwa are poor teachers of Otjiherero, but the majority of young people who enter the workforce with the intention of landing a job are not taught the value of honesty. This applies to both Koutua and Kunene people. Someone who has never done Otjiherero in his life apparently expected to master Otjiherero within four years at the university is another issue. I'm not saying you shouldn't go into teaching, but there will always be that loophole. Another issue is people who speak Otjiherero through friends and you see them doing it at the university.

Everyone is invited to share their thoughts and criticism.

Uerimanga Tjijombo

The Himbacracy Philosopher

Sociolinguists and Educational Technologists

Chef Rino story

 

Chef Rino story

I would like to introduce Rinomazenge Rino Tjiposa-Muhuka-Muniovandu, a good cook I know.

Chef Rino teaches science at the first secondary school in Kaokoland, but today's tale isn't about her work as a teacher; instead, it's about her side gig as a cook. I'm not very good at cooking, but I can always appreciate those that are! I'll tell you about a friend of mine who is an excellent cook, how I met her, what she can make, and why I think she is so good at it. This person is one of my friends; we weren't in the same secondary school, but our schools were close by. As we've gotten to know each other better over the years, we now hang out together. She's the best baker, and when I saw her cake on social media for the first time, I asked her who made it. She replied that she did. She asked if we might have lunch at the Kaokoland restaurant one day while I was in our hometown, Rocky and Dusty town. She took me out to lunch and told me about how she first became a chef. She informed me that the Chef named Rauha Angel Hanai taught her how to bake and Chef Rino actually paid for the lesson that Rauha Angel Hanai taught her how to bake. The beautiful thing about her is that she chose to do it because she loved it, not because other people were doing it. It's fortunate that she can cook because she owns her own business manufacturing custom biscuits that are meticulously embellished with unique designs. But, she also manages a busy home and frequently prepares great, healthy meals for her family.

I assumed she was merely skilled at baking birthday cakes, but it turns out that her husband and I share the same peer group, Otjiuondo tjoNjose yOngua yaKaoko, and that we are also the same age. We were talking about various things when I started to inquire about his plans for lunch. He replied that he didn't think he would go out to eat because he already had everything he needed at home. I asked him what kind of cuisine he was talking about because I didn't understand him, and he replied that his wife can make any type of Namibian meal at any moment. My friend can cook anything, wherever, it seems! She bakes her own birthday cakes and uses herbs and eggs to instantly create a dinner. She prepares healthy meals and, thankfully for me, appears to like hosting unexpected visitors as well. She bakes incredibly delicious chocolate and orange cakes, and both her friends and customers adore her biscuits. Yet, the cake she recently prepared for my Ipi-Lu remains a favourite in my book. She informed me that she is open to collaborating with anyone who wants to do so.

I first heard about having dinner at Chef Rino's place during the Opuwo Trade Fair. I joined the group in order to visit and observe what goes on there. Chef Rino had prepared it beforehand. In addition to some delectable fried halloumi cheese, she prepared for us using a tiny gas burner, a saucepan, and some chopped red peppers, onions, and other veggies. She even had the bright idea to pack a little salad dressing and some form of cloth to hold it all together. We enjoyed the late-afternoon light and our food after a short while. Nothing compares to a "meal eaten outside" after exerting one's body, standing at the Trade Fair the whole day.

I just overheard Chef Rino stating "Thank you for visiting, see you again next time" as I was wondering how we were going to pay. The next guy to hear me questioned, "Are we not going to pay anything?" Another guy also, asked if he was going to pay anything. She responded, "Don't worry, you'll pay next. That one was just for you all as my visit." Ipi-Lu's mother used to cook me nice food, but that was the second delicious meal I got for free. Always patronize local businesses, I used to advise, since they might offer you something for free or on credit if you run out of money.

Why is she such a skilled cook? She has a lot of experience, she enjoys doing it, and it is both her work and her passion, in my opinion. Because she frequently makes relatively basic foods that are tasty, healthful, and elegantly presented (though not overly so), I believe she is good. A really outstanding cook, in my opinion, is also calm, unhurried, and eager to share the fruits of her labour. She is someone I consider to be incredibly blessed to have met, and I occasionally feel bad that I don't cook or can I say I do not know how to cook. It appears that being a consistently grateful consumer is my contribution. Although difficult, it must be done by someone.

Words cannot express how fantastic the cake you made turned out. Your cakes are always beyond amazing; they surpass all expectations. I can't express my gratitude to you both enough for working so hard to make the most gorgeous wedding and birthday cakes! Your cakes can pass the red line, which indicates they can be consumed in different regions, and I hope one day that my friend English Simataa Kawana would test this claim in Katima. You said this to me one day.

Let's help each other out and support the little companies in our community. If someone has failed someplace, we shouldn't be scared to encourage them to do better. Chef Rino works with people who own businesses similar to yours, asks for feedback from consumers about areas you can improve, and offers reasonable training to those who want it. I used to say the following phrases consistently:

·         A large company often begins small.

·         Every little thing you buy has a significant impact.

·         Shopping locally has positive effects.

·         Shop locally in a world where you can purchase anywhere.

·         You support a dream when you patronize a small business.

Chef Rino Congratulations! Your persistence and zeal as you pursue success are contagious. I appreciate all the people you helped along the way to victory.

 

The author

Uerimanga Tjijombo

The Himbacracy Philosopher

Ants Story

 

Ants story

At the University of Namibia, where I was pursuing my Bachelor of Education (Hon) at the time, I met a man named Kakeeja Rutjindo. He went by the name "the delayed academic," and although he appeared to be a quiet man, he was anything but. Ask Chief David Tjimuhiva of Omakange about his friendship with everyone to learn more about his positive quality. You can ask our cherished mother Dina Tjimuhiva about this man's short fuse if you want to know. Being a psychologist by nature, I dealt with him in a variety of settings on the campus, including the academic hall, dining hall, and other hangout spots.

 

He once interrupted Dr. Lukas Julius while he was asking us to give him time so the class could ask questions. He said, "No, you stop that lady, she's wasting our time." Omukuenda zohindja kotjinyo mbwae. I must stop Mr. Rutjindo so that we can allow the class to ask questions because I have been a student at the university for a long time and because Dr. Lukas Julius, who was my age, was the best lecturer.

There is no such thing as a stupid question, but the woman who asked Mr. Rutjindo that day proved that to be false. I am familiar with the woman by her name; she was a close friend of mine, and I am aware that she asked that question on purpose because I used to press them with difficult inquiries.

Our best lecturers were Dr. Lukas Julius and Dr. Enos Simasiku, who were then known as Mr. Julius and Mr. Simasiku. I used to meet them in Windhoek, and they are great friends of mine. Academic life is the best life ever.

That was only an introduction; I'll get to the main story now. In our first year at the University, this man told me a story about ants. After finishing his education, this man returned to Opuwo and began working as a teacher at the lovely I.K. Tjimuhiva Combined School, which is located in the Omusati region and where I went to primary school. The man was a smart student or you could say he is an A student and received an award at UNAM during those years. However, after that, he never returns to Windhoek. He only came back to Windhoek to come and register for his postgraduate this year 2023. This year, he reminded me of the ant story as we were traveling to UNAM. The man is a storyteller, and once you start listening to him, you won't want to stop.

 

He claimed that there is no distinction between humans and ants and that ants behave according to their colour—black ants behave like people of colour of that colour, and brown ants behave similarly to those of that colour. He has highlighted many points, but today I'd like to focus on a few of them.

Don't miss the rest of the story tomorrow…

Aakwambi day

 

Aakwambi day

Through Dr. S.V.V. Nambala and my friend Sioni Iikele, who is knowledgeable about Oshiwambo culture in general and particularly Uukwambi culture, specifically kiiti kiidhiluka, Uukwambi tuukeme, and omukwambi kaningwa elenga, I listen to and study Uukwambi history. One of the clans has always been chosen to be the royal clan among the Aakwambi people. Other clans never competed for political leadership; only this one did. First, the Aatundu (Aakwaluvala, Aakwahongo = Zebra) Clan was a royal clan in Uukwambi. From Ondonga came the royal clan of the Uukwambi Zebra. Three brothers from the Zebra Clan Nakwedhi, Nuuyoma, and Neema migrated from Ondonga to Uukwambi in the past. They discovered the Bushmen in Uukwambi, who were the region's original residents. These men took lovely Bushmen women for themselves because they were not married. Nakano, a girl, was taken by Nakwedhi. Fakala and Mbugulu, two girls, were taken by Nuuyoma for himself. Additionally, Neema wed Niigogo, another girl.

We'll talk about the history of the Uukwambi people next time; for now, let's talk about the triple one plus one, also known as Aakwambi Day or 1111. When my friend Fanuel Katshinatsha, who has a thick Kwambi accent, told me one day that he was going to Uukwambi for the weekend, I asked him, "What are you going to do this time at Uukwambi?" He claimed that he mainly miss the mice in his house. He caught my attention, and I was curious as to what the significance of mice was, as well as, once more, what you intended to do with them, my brother. He claimed that mice are the best meat ever; did you ever try it? I reacted "no boss,". You don't understand nice meat, he said, adding, "We Kwambi are unique people. Did you know that we have our own holiday called Kwambi Day?" I remarked that I am not the boss. My friend, the 11th of November is the National Day in Uukwambi for kwambi people only. Do you know that we have some marks under our eyes that represent the 11th of November, 11? He began by telling me the entire story about Kwambi Day. Compared to other tribes in Namibia, we are unique. The community of Uukwambi places a lot of significance on those marks. If you were a child and fell ill with swollen eyes, you would typically have your undereyes cut so that blood could be used to treat your eyes, a practice known as "omeho/omesho yohuli/yoshuli." I hope you now understand how November 11th becomes our holiday.

Happy Kwambi day

The Himbacracy Philosopher

Ehungi ra Tjijeura na Tjijombo mokangoze okaendjezewa ouhunga nongomona momatukupo.

 

Ehungi ra Tjijeura na Tjijombo mokangoze okaendjezewa ouhunga nongomona momatukupo.

 

Mbwae tjiri Musengua Given Abubar Tjijeura.

 

Tjijeura: Mbwae Tjijombo uripi?

 

Tjijombo: Mbarara mbwae.

 

Tjijeura: Morara vi ovakweṋu amu vezuu okutja mave kupu?

 

Tjijombo: Kapeno 'uzeu vesa ovandu vekupe mbwae.

 

Tjijeura: Mbwae otjiti, ove monyanda nu, otukupo hwi twarire ongendo, mokamuna ovasuko vetu vakupirirwa tjiri.

 

Tjijombo: Mbwae otjiti, ovandu mave kupu, ovasuko vao uriri.

 

Tjijeura: Ovanatje tjiva va urisa ooihe pozonganda, ihe tjamunu mundu ngweya nu mavanga okukupa, ma yandjerere pamwe novakwao masuve opuwo.

 

Tjijombo: Okutja omundu ma yandjwa motjiwangungu tji muna oku yandjwa mozonḓa ku mbi zuva?

 

Tjijeura: Ove monyanda re? Ngatu kare pomikandi avihe, vyo matukupo mokazuva uriri omukazendu waya rukuru nambono nai tjiri.

 

Tjijombo: Vitjitwa tjiri?

 

Tjijeura: Tji uhina ongamburiro, ngatu tu turike, tukapure ku Miṱiri Katundu wa Utapi, korupo kOtjouje.

 

Tjijombo: Ahahaha, aye perinawa mbwae.

 

Ondimwa ye hungi, okutja okukupa katuvanga twaura, otjikwe notjipangise. Undjee matuya arikana, posiya ngwato zombotu nga karare.

 

Omutjange: Himbacracy Philosopher

Ngajozikue Judah Pule Muharukua Bok Ram

 

Ngajozikue Judah Pule Muharukua Bok Ram

                                    Onjose yOngua yaKaoko Annual Tournament 2022

One of the well-known age-mate organizations is Otjiuondo tjOnjose yaKaoko, which consists of young men who do not fold blankets. They host the best tournament ever in the Kunene region and beyond on the weekend of October 21-22, 2022. Many people who attended the tournament stated that it was the best tournament they had ever seen. Playing sports allows people to form friendships that they would not have formed otherwise. Sports bring people from various backgrounds and communities together. Many times, friendships formed on the field last even when the person is no longer involved in sports. Over the weekend, the Otjiuondo tjOnjose yOngua yaKaoko tournament did the same. Many people travelled long distances to attend the tournament, which was well-organized by the Otjiuondo tjOnjose yaKaoko.

Anyway, I'm the Himbacracy Philosopher, and I've written articles about Himba rules in general and academic life, and today I've just begun with the Otjiuondo tjOnjose yOngua because it was the main event we had over the weekend in Opuwo that brought one of the most beautiful and attractive competitions to take place in Opuwo during the tournament. Riseuapo Daniel Muharukua, the Omukuejuva man of Omuzi, has a son who turns out to be a young man named Ngajozikue Judah Pule Muharukua. Years ago, the young man told me that he wanted to inspire the youth of Kaokoland to pursue careers in agriculture, particularly small livestock.

He approached me two weeks before the tournament about the Bok Ram competition; I didn't know the name because I am just a typical Himba who knows only ongombo yotjiuru otjiserandu, and I also didn't know goats of the redhead have different types, as he told me. I just asked if you think those people will compete, and he said it doesn't matter because I want us to inspire the youth of Kaokoland and others to do the same. I referred him to Mr. Jeura Dixon Tjauira, the tournament organizer because I didn't have much to say to him.

I had no idea what their agreement was, but he called me in the afternoon and said, "mbwae muhona uripi?" He always gives me value when he wants me to help him. I said I was at home, but I'm going to the University of Tjama Tjivikua, also known as the Namibia University of Science and Technology (NUST), to defend my thesis. He stated, "I need your assistance, muhona." I am a human being full of humanity, and I just told him to see me around 16h00, so we cut our conversations short. At 16h00, I called and said, "I am home and I have a lot to prepare just come now or later I will not get time." He simply replied, "meya nambano muhona."

African and African times have never gone hand in hand, which I believe is correct because African time was determined by the sun and night rather than the watch on the arm. Ngajozikue did not arrive on time, but once he arrived, he forced me to design the advertisement immediately, and after a few days, he returned with the raffle tickets for the Ram Bok competition, which I did without hesitation because there is an Otjiherero proverb that says "you never know what will take you to Epembe." I don't know what the future holds, so I prepare for the worst.

I recently heard otjitamba moutwa, which is similar to ohambo or otjihandura, and we have ovitambatundu. It was Friday, October 20, 2022, the police officers' and teachers' payday, and Ngajozikue was reporting from Kamanjab police station in Kunene region that he was busy registering his Bok Ram and that he had returned from his ohambo, where he kept his livestock known as otjitamba moutwa. Ngajozikue is one of those special people who farm inside the red line, and he has the goats required for the market. Ngajozikue gave the second report in Opuwo at Ueii's car wash after a few hours, inviting people to come and buy the tickets.

Yesterday, on Sunday, October 23, 2022, Opuwo made history when a young man drove one of the standard Bok Rams to Opuwo from "mehi romoukoto" inside the redline just for the competition. Over the phone, Unaro Tjivahe, one of the farmers, confirmed that Ngajozikue always injects his goats two weeks after the first spring rains, and then every two weeks to six weeks after the first frost. However, he remains vigilant when it rains heavily, as there are more parasites and more frequent dosing is required. "ozonduezu za Ngajozekue ombindu okuura," he said, referring to their full blood, with good records and history.

As previously stated, history was made in Opuwo for the first time when the Bok Ram yomutengwa Ngajozikue Judah Pule Muharukua was won by an 8-month-old boy named Eengui Dixon Tjauira the son of Jeura Dixon Tjauira. Mr. Tjauira organizer of the tournament Otjiuondo tjOnjose yOngua yaKaoko. It was an unforgettable experience for the father and mother to witness the best tournament in Opuwo as well as the first competition of that nation in Kaokoland. Mr. Tjauira and his family deserve congratulations.

 

Onjose yOngua yaKaoko Annual Tournament 2022 Prizes

 Soccer

Champions: Epupa zebra star B

Runner-ups: Epupa zebra star A

Semi Losers: Otuvero & Opuwo young rangers

 Individual awards for Soccer

Top goal scorer: Ozil Tutjavi - Otuvero

Player of the Tournament: Calvin Muelihekatji- Epupa

Goalkeeper of the tournament: Russo Antonio-Epupa

 Netball

Champions: Hotspring N.C

Runner-up: Opuwo young rangers

Semi Losers: Young Queens & Nampol

 Legend

Champions: Onjose yOngua F.C

Runners up: AmaTeachers F.C

Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

The Himbacracy Philosopher