One of the most bizarre stories I have heard was about a young man from Dowa who was charged of bestiality after he was caught red-handed making love to a goat.
The fella was taken to court and appearing unmoved, he admitted to the charge, but told the stunned judge that the act was done with the ‘consent’ of the poor animal and the judge could not help but crack up in the line of duty.
The story made headlines across the globe and was splashed in some of the world’s biggest newspapers. However, that as it maybe, my mother Malawi has its own fireside tales under the baobab tree and the national netball team—which we proudly call the Queens—has always charmed our hearts.
Last Friday morning, they fought for every inch of the way and came agonisingly close to giving the world the Cindirella tale of the biblical David bringing down the giant that was Golliath and the world cheered the Queens, urging them to beat Jamaica in their quest to qualify for Netball World Cup (NWC) for the first time, sadly though, they lost by a single basket margin.
I watched the game in the company of Boniface, the fella who helps me with household chores, and although he is so much into the world of football, he could not help but praise the Queens, saying: “Atsikanawa apanga approve, kuluza ndi chigoli chimodzi ndi Jamaica simasewera (I am sure he meant to say apanga ‘improve’) lol!
The Queens still gave us reason to believe that they are getting there. Sadly, despite their potential, they don’t get the motivation and support they deserve for them to scale dizzy heights. I love you all!
AOB: Oh! My poor Chelsea! With cute team doctor Eva Carneiro suspended, the guys can’t perform they are missing that sexy massage touch! . Etaaa! Tsikamsungwana, tsika…itukule, itukule, itukule!