Today I taught "chair yoga" to a group of 20 or so
Swazi ladies, pre-school teachers on a training workshop here at Vosumnotfo.
"What work did
you do in the house when you got up this morning?" I ask naively.
"No no sissy. First
we prayed." "Good" I respectfully answer.
"Then did you do
some work in the house?"
" No No sissy.
Then we exercised our bodies!" they declare, showing me some perfectly
formed asanas!
"Right well that
sounds like yoga! I bravely announce, frantically wondering what on earth I
have to teach them.
I finally get their attention by focusing in on their aches
and pains- yes pain is universal- and we start up with a little work on the
shoulders. They're really starting to get into it, some more convinced than
others, but there is a generally high level of enthusiasm and effort.
Then calmly from the right side of the room, a student is
pointing at her neighbour and telling me that "She has received a miracle!
She has told me she has received a miracle."
Well, what could I say?!
"Congratulations Margaret!"
I mean "Happy Miracle Day".
My work here is done!
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