I have never heard of an African burial that failed because of poverty. So our dead always get buried by all means. What I am saying here is, there is no such thing like a failed burial. If anything, it may either be befitting or just normal. The thing is, all what is necessary for the burial is somehow made available, and not necessarily by close relatives.
The African burial is literally a communal responsibility and in such moments many give selflessly. Most relevant people find time and means to be present as we leave everything else and focus on the burial. This means, the goal is shared, approved and supported by everybody. More importantly, everyone understands what needs to be achieved, and nothing less is expected or allowed to happen.
Its after I have been active in the social media for sometimes when I realized how long my comments have always been. In fact, a very simple comment on a friends’ status would trigger sentences and sentences from me (No wonder I am lazy with twitter). The truth is, my Facebook posts have been rather long and wordy… and even my son once warned me that people don’t like reading long stuff in Facebook!.. Nevertheless, I kept on writing long ‘stuff’ until I accepted the fact that I needed a bigger space. Apparently, I am not a journalist nor have I been trained to write or report for the media. But I am a person who loves to ‘think and wonder aloud’. Moreover, the coming of social media has encouraged all of us to express ideas, moods, feelings and worries in writing, hasn’t it? So I have encouraged myself to be a blogger, and I invite you to join me. So please do not be offended if you find my writing ‘journalist-ically insufficient’…
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