The wedding week is over he gets to kiss the bride.
It was a three stage affair:
Not sure how they survived.
Grooms family: Nigerian
Brides: Aussie white
From Christian families...
But not everyone? Right.
First ceremony was low key, close family only.
Somehow I was invited in:
They gave me cocoa nut;
It's a family thing.
Negotiated the dowry in line with the ancient code,
Explained the marriage rites.
Now I am a chief, I am told.
Making preparations for the very big night:
Chiefy didn't get involved .
Still listening to his wife doing what he's told (ha).
The stage looked amazing.
Draped, decorated with huge feathers and things.
It really was credit to whoever did the work...
But look! Here come the dances:
Brides family first; in all, about eight.
Next came the grooms; am I seeing straight? as far as the eye can see....fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers, nieces and nephews not a few...
Could be the cocoa nut not sure what that stuff can do.
Then came the grooms men and the groom of coarse...
Some looking very eligible, for those who dislike divorce.
Then came the Brides maid's
All different sizes
Nothing out of place
As they danced down the aisle.
All the players on display, none without a smile.
Then it was my turn; chiefs up on the stage.
I must say, I was honoured, so please don't take this the wrong way-
The elder explained the cocoa nut: of family and friends; of love and devotion, and how it mustn't end.
Did some back slapping handshake, and chanted in another tongue....
I didn't know what he said, but seemed to get the job done.
Lots of singing and dancing, married now!
But no.
There's still the Christian wedding.
One more day to go:
Hot day
Suits and ties
Chiefy not involved
Just there by the side.
Beautiful location
Harbour views
Married by the pool
String quartet played
A very peaceful mood...
Now, the father of the groom is a pastor, and he was doing the honours...
What no one knew, was that he, had invited his brother-
To say a few words:
What marriage is to God, and how we've hit the bottom..
Adam marrying Steve!
How the world's becoming like Sodom.
The crowd was very gracious but on a nearby stool..
The brother of the bride was fuming, and wanted to push him in the pool.
Restrained by cooler heads
All eyes were averted
On the bus
Back to the rocks
Where everybody flirted.
Is been a big month, had a marriage and a death.
Now I can go back to work!
Wait. Christmas comes next.
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Comments3
Love it
I have to say, sticking my neck out with a degree of ambivalence (story full of sensitive spots for those looking for them) that I found this quite funny real and interesting. I did (from your view)enjoy it very much.
Thanks, it had its moments,
To many to cover without being like the "weddings" themselves!
Tooo long
Nah - easy read for me, this one. It was different, observational in a good way.
Thanks Dave.
A fun read that emphasizes the differences in cultures and customs. We often find it difficult to understand other people even in our own culture, let alone in others. Very nicely written the style in short staccato sentences as told from the first person maintained interest and gave great stability to the poem. Very nicely done
Thanks Soren, all lovely people and know I am one of the family!
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