The race was on, when I was little I witnessed a competition to judge the ‘Africaness’ of two young women prior to their marriage. Being the apple of the eye of each of their families practically everything was done for them including cooking.
Therefore it was a surprise five years ahead, it was hilarious for my friends and I to be tested for this ‘Africaness’. We were not even in secondary school yet. Each of us had to carry and balance a large bowl of water on our head for some distance without spilling it. We were being careful but in the end we spilled water from laughing so much. We thought it was hilarious that it was always the young boys and male peers who set these challenges.