Meh and I have been giving each other the silent treatment for the past week now. It’s not nice. The kids are on egg shells around us, and she doesn’t give a damn. My mother and her mother try to intervene every day, but Meh is on a war path. At this point, I don’t know what is expected of me. We sleep on the same bed, but she sticks to her side of the bed and I stick to...
This obstacle course is exhausting. I've never had to do it before. I know it's an initiation assignment, but I've had my perks because of who my father was. Now, we are jogging up some hill. We are all reasonably fit, but some are more fit than others. We are joined by priests from other countries. There's not a lot of us. There are even fewer bishops. Then there's one pope.We get to the top of the hill. Someone finds some...
"I've found the key route of our problems and why there is just so much chaos in this organisation", pope tells us. We are on top of a roof of some abandoned building in Johannesburg. "You all talk too much. After a few rounds of sex, you want to be honest and transparent with your women about shit that has nothing to do with them. That is why when your bitches get tired of your dicks and decide to become crazy people,...
Mapho and I decided to come stay in South Africa for a while as my family figures out this feud that’s happening between the Mohales. While we are here, we want to put some focus on the hotel that I’m building, on raising Inama as peacefully as possible considering that she is a Mohale, and - by Mapho’s request - me spending time with my twins and reminding them that I love them. I am aware that I am their...
I’m sitting in a family meeting to discuss my brother’s marital affairs. I’m honestly uncomfortable and not excited to be here. Worse, I’m the only one from my brothers who is here. Outside of me, it’s just my uncles and my mother. Mmaneo is also here with her family. We have spent the past two hours arguing. Mmaneo’s family is insisting on how much of a dog Molefe is, how he does not deserve Mmaneo, and how they’ll support their child...
“So when are you moving up here?” He asks me as we lie next to each other on his massive bed in the master bedroom. It is about 11pm and we have just had sex. We are lying naked. “Moving up where?” I ask him. “Here. To the kingdom. In this house. With me.” He says. “What makes you think I plan on moving?” I ask him. Isn’t he a bit forward today? “What do you want me to do with such a big...
I can now finally phone the Queen. The secondary royal home is ready. The new people that are now in the palace are weird. They have absolutely no money to do anything. The staff is not working anymore because these people are unable to pay them. They’ve also kicked us off the royal grounds. Thank God for my housing allowance. I used it to finally get a house. And it feels good because now, I have a house that no...
We buried bab’Zithulele two weeks ago. It was a very sad service. It was a very sad day. The days after the funeral were the worst. They were silent as everyone had left. All we had were each other. And Palesa was here. She only left five days ago. No one was even upset. We all understand that she’s a parent to her siblings. We all just felt the gap because she honestly always knew what to do. She was...
When we went to Diepkloof after returning from our trip for Molise’s birthday, my parents asked us to leave the kids there. My mom said Molise and I just needed time to ourselves, and that the kids needed to know that they have a holiday home in DK. My anxiety shot through the roof. Since Phupho was born, I’ve never been separated from my kids. While they were excited to stay in DK with my parents, I cried the whole...
Today, a ceremony is being held for my daughter, Inama. It is a ceremony for the umbilical chord piece that fell off from her belly button area, and they’ll be cutting her hair, then placing her hair and chord in the land of her forefathers. I seriously cannot believe that I’m a mother to a princess. Me? Maphodile? I’m even a Mohale now. Yoh! My mom is one hell of a guardian angel. I’m sitting between mofahadi and mme-moholo. My aunt has...
