The first thing that became very apparent to me about Swazi traditional living was that these guys know how to dance! I mean really dance.
We’re talking about high kicks that went well over their heads, hip shimmying, you name it. They’ve got the moves.
Most of Swaziland’s festivals involve traditional dancing and locals tell me they’re not to be missed.
Mantenga Cultural Village is not only for tourists. There was a school group of local children who sat in front of us. One of the boys was more interested in checking out J.P. my husband who is 6’4″ (198 cm) than he was in watching the performance. I found them equally fascinating as a few of the children shyly waved hello to me and smiled when I waved back in return.I SO do NOT have all the right moves for Swazi traditional dancing.
Less fascinating for me, but very entertaining for J.P. was when I got brought up on stage to try traditional Swazi dancing. I quickly got the hang of the few simple steps demonstrated to me, but I definitely did not have the Swazi rhythm and felt very awkward among all the graceful dancers who were seemingly born with rhythm running through their veins. Fortunately, J.P. couldn’t figure out the video camera, so you’ll just have to take my word for it. Believe me I was EVEN WORSE than I looked.
I left the Mantenga Cultural Village admiring how integrated dance was and still is into the Swazi culture. When I think back on the “big moments” in my life, the only one that involved dance was my wedding dance. I don’t think I’ll ever have the moves and grace of a Swazi dancer, but I’m working on my rhythm…at Zumba class.