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Gogo understood her pain very well but there was nothing she could do to help. It was her job to tell the king if she sees anything that could cause a problem to the land in future. “Bonneteng ke batla ho o thusa ngwana mmae empa nkase kgone, ho pata taba tse tjena hoka mpakela mathata a maholo le Morena. Molato wa mofuta ona o ahlolwa ka lefu motseng mona le wena wa tseba. Otla ntshwarela ngwaneso empa ke tlameile ho jwetsa morena hore taba di eme jwang mme ena otla nka qeto. Ke tshepa hore o utlwisisa boemo boo keleng ho bona’’. She just said that when Dibuseng and Mathabo walked in. ‘’Mathabo tshwara ka mona re thuse MaDitheko ka pele ese ele nako’’. The queen was screaming like a goat about to be slaughtered, the pillow was wet from her tears. She was in so much pain and thoughts that she might be going through this pain for a child she might not keep tore her apart. They tried for another baby for years, the King was even considering getting a second wife thinking that she can’t bear children anymore. She knew how that could break her marriage so when she found out she is pregnant she got very happy that her prayers were answered. Happy and arrogant because when she found out she scattered the news to the whole village and insulted every beautiful women she came across.

After a good hour the King heard baby cries in the house. He was sitting under the tree smoking his pipe of marijuana when he heard the cries. “Tshitso eyang ka tlung lelo utlwa ho etsahalang’’ He said to his guards. The guards rushed to the house to do as instructed. ‘’Gogo… Gogo… Gogo okae?’’ The guards came in yelling. ‘’Heeeee dimaumau ke lona hale utlwi la hlodiya?... Heee tseketseke tse!’’ Gogo said as she was coming out of the Bedroom. ‘’Tshwarelo Gogo empa….’’ Tshitso tried to explain but Gogo Didn’t give him the chance. ‘’Nywarelo nyonyo ya masepa…. Le tlwaela batho hamper, ngwana ke moshanyana empa le jwetse Morena hore re tlameha ho bua’’ Gogo said. According to the Sesotho tradition, there is a way to tell the father if the baby is a boy or a girl. He gets a beating or gets engaged in a stick fight if it’s a boy, and if it’s a girl he gets poured by water. The King was standing under the tree with his knobkerrie at hand anticipating the news when Tshitso came whisteling singing chants of celebration and waving the stick in his hand in rotary motion. That was clear enough to the King that he got a boy. With a Knobkerrie on his right hand he picked up a stick with his left hand and he ran to Tshitso whistling and singing praises. He held the stick on the left on the center and held the knobkerrie at the far end. The stick on the left is used to block and the knobkerrie on the right is used to attack. They started stick fighting for a good 15 minutes. ‘’He thiba… Okase nketse letho kgale ke kalla ntatao… Nkaaaa…. Le ntatao one a tseba hake sebapallwa ka molamu… Utlwaaaa…. Nkaaaaa… Nkaaaaaa” that was the king while stick fighting with. ‘’Haaaaaaaaa Halilililililililili haihaihaihaihaihaihai” the women were halulating while watching the fight and celebrating the addition to the Kingdom.

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