South and South Central Africa: A record of fifteen years' missionary labors among primitive peoplesDavidson, Hannah Frances
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South and South Central Africa: A record of fifteen years' missionary labors among primitive peoples
Davidson, Hannah Frances
Brethren in Christ Church -- Missions; Missions -- Rhodesia; Ndebele (African people); Tsonga (African people)
Child-life of these dark-skinned Africans is in some respects not so
different from that of their white neighbors, unless it is in its
greater freedom. Until it learns to walk, the child spends much of its
time on its mother's or older sister's back, tied by a skin with its
face toward the mother. In the early days at Matopo, Matshuba once
inquired how our mother carried us when we were children. We said she
carried us on her arms. He nodded his head sagely and exclaimed, "That
explains it. That is why your noses are long and straight and ours are
flat."
[Illustration: Little Nurses. Mianda Village.]
On the mother's back the child sleeps and coos and observes what goes on
about it. Here it bobs up and down as the mother handles the hoe, stamps
or grinds the meal, or goes about her cooking. Here it takes rides as
the mother goes after wood or water, or on long journeys to visit her
friends. Occasionally she removes it from her back, straightens out its
cramped limbs, feeds it, and then places it on the ground to play. It
has no garments to impede its progress, and so it soon learns to help
itself, crawls about and picks up earth or whatever comes in its way and
eats it, no one objecting.
As it becomes older the freedom is still greater, especially if it is a
boy. There is no school to confine him, no hard lessons, no table
manners, no daily washings, oftentimes. He runs, he hunts, he fishes, he
plays often the long day through, together with the other little ones of
the village. He has no clock to tell him the time of the day, except the
great orb above him, and this he learns to read with surprising
accuracy. As it sinks in the west, he comes with his assegais and
faithful dogs, and with a rabbit or some birds, carried on a stick
across his shoulders, proudly displaying his prowess in hunting. He
makes bows and arrows, popguns, plays hockey and other games, makes clay
animals, wagons, and many other things. In fact, some native boys are
genuine artists, and it is a pleasure to watch them deftly mould animals
of various kinds.
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