Magreth Nunuhe
YOURS truly is impressed with the NAMA held in Swakkies last weekend. Thank you MTC, thank you NBC. The main presenters were on point; the red carpet was laid out majestically; the stage was fo’ sheezy mah neezy. The sound and picture quality wasn’t too bad either. The guests … many looked like they were cut out of a fashion magazine. Even the kambwa who won so many awards behaved very nicely and that tuxedo suit made him look like a new silver penny.
We held our bated breath when The Lady of the Fifth Month came on stage, but she said some nice things and exited the stage. Phew!
I was so proud to see our Prime Minister in the audience. I hope more government Ministers and even our President can attend this spectacular event, because I can see the kanatjes are better behaved when ootate and oomeme are there.
Now that I have that out of the way, when are our people going to get used to the acronym NAMA which stands for the Namibia Music Award(s)?
It’s not the Namas Awards toxoba! I over-heard some chesters in the kasie bragging: “Ja, it’s our time to shine. We Namas get nothing all year long. Why is it only the other tribes that are benefitting? We even have a Herero’s Day (Heroes Day), but nothing for the Namas. Alas!”
A petrol joggie at a service station was kastig asked for directions to the prestigious event, and this is how the conversation went:
“Can you please show us the way to the NAMA.”
“No, I don’t understand a word in Nama. I have never spoken the language in my life.”
“But no, we mean we want to go to the NAMA awards.”
“Sorry I don’t know. I am Kavango. I only speak Rukwangali.”
Now, remember, I said many of you looked like you were cut out of a fashion magazine, but some of you … meme wange, you drew us to tears with your wardrobes. What works in Hollywood doesn’t necessarily work here. How could you show up at an event of such magnitude in a bra half your cup size for the world to see? Wasn’t the beach enough for you? I understand the weather was freezing cold and if you were working for me, I would have behaved like Juju and told you not to go, but leave if you dared to stay out of work because you caught pneumonia on purpose.
I was also shocked to see that Santa Clause was sent very early this Christmas – maybe it’s a Swakopmund thing or what was going on, vakuetu?
I really don’t blame the one who was forced to wear such a thing. I blame the designer and whomever her tokoloshi (evil) friends were who probably showered the poor woman with compliments before the ceremony only to laugh behind her back.
Before I could wipe my tears off from all the laughing, in steps the Prophet of Doom, aka top designer. Top designer for whom?
I know we just recently held a prayer day for gender-based violence where we invited priests of all denominations, but we weren’t prepared for your presence at an event of such a nature. Yours truly is asking that you keep to what you do best – preaching sermons.
I heard that some of you also went to the coastal town with the intent to kama brag that your English is out of this world. On your way back, you were apparently quoted saying, “the NAMA was proper. Now let me dislocate back to Windhoek.” Ai tog!
Now before you dik skop us poor journos again. This is our disclaimer: We at least don’t skinder behind your back. We only express popular opinion that we hear. It’s NOT our own opinion.
May the NAMA continue to bring more stress-free fings. Sorry Ngo!