Dear Stax. It’s been almost a month now since you saw me wearing this. I still recall your surprised look. But Mmangwane Pena’s look was priceless. Bemused, she asked, “Naare o nyetse Thalehang?!” Rakgadi Shadiko called my mom disappointed and complaining that, ‘O timilwe lenyalo’. You and boRakgadi warned me against the ring saying that if it’s a fake then I’m bringing myself bad luck. You see that’s what actually led me to rock the ring this past December when I went to the village. I was tired of this marriage talk. “Nywee, nywee, o nyala leng?” ” Blah.. blah.. how about kids?”
Stax you know me, such things are not me. You remember how I hated playing house? Those rich folks kids always gave me a role of a cock. A fuckin rooster Stax! I was supposed to be the timer when they were experimenting some grown up stuff in those makeshift little houses playing parents. I hated that. No wonder my nights lasted not more than 1min. You remember this Stax, if they didn’t oblige to my 1min nights I quit playing. That’s why some days I was upgraded to playing child. Even that too pissed me off because those little fake parents refused to share house with their children especially me – I was the crying baby, I cried all night. Plus I couldn’t stand cooking with urine either. I hated this house thing and you know I used to boycott your silly game and go to the library.
But you were better off Stax, you used to play the coveted Dad role when Princess was in our hood and you really enjoyed the game. All the boys wanted to play dad but I never got the chance, the day I quit forever was when Sam’s little brother, wa leminanyana yole, played dad and wife le Tsotso even though I was elder to him, imagine, just because they got a new TV at their home.
So you see Stax, I’ve always been an outsider, a rooster Stax, while you were enjoying grown up stuff with Princess in there. Now y’all have turned rooster on me. The whole village is on about, “Your time is running out!” All I’m saying Stax is, this is not a game of house, it’s my life. I don’t need roosters to tell me what time is it. I’ve got a watch, a smart watch. Yes, the ring is fake and I don’t care about the bad luck. Please let everyone in the village know this.