Tag: Sesotho

:: mosa ::

What has four legs, a tail and a cute little face? Our new puppy!  We are proud owners of a little black Labrador puppy called Mosa, which means kindness in Sesotho.  Time will tell whether that is an apt or ironic name choice but so far she is as sweet as can be, most of the time.

Mosa - Our Little Black Labrador

We picked up Mosa at eight weeks old from a lovely breeder near Johannesburg called Wildspirit Labradors.  We were drawn to them because their labs looked tall and lean, just like how we prefer them to be and they have an excellent pedigree.  We would highly recommend them to anyone in the region who is looking for a lab.

So now here we are, eleven years after taking Guinness home for the first time, with a lovely puppy again.  We can’t remember all of our experiences with Guinness at this young age, but we do hope that the second time around will be easier for the lessons we learned previously.

That said, the regular trips outside and constant supervision is leading to semi sleep deprivation and lower levels of productivity!  Soon though she’ll become increasingly ‘normal’ and we’ll be hiking and exploring the region with her by our side.

Regardless of the puppy nipping and the constant vigilance, we couldn’t be happier to be dog owners again and the house is already filled with more love because of our dear little Mosa!

For more photos check out our online gallery of Mosa which we’ll update on a regular basis: http://www.pbase.com/malinakphotography/mosa

:: morija ::

Since we arrived in Lesotho at the end of July we have learned a few basic greetings in Sesotho. We have noticed that the limited sayings we know almost always elicit a smile and often times polite claims that we are fluent, which we patently deny. We both really want to learn more of the language in order to communicate better with staff at the embassy, our guards and Basotho in general. To this aim we went to Morjia for a Sesotho Language and Culture Weekend at the Morjia Guest House.

Morija was the first missionary station in Lesotho, founded in 1833 by two of the three French missionaries that arrived at the request of the then Basotho leader Moshoeshoe [pronounced Moshwayshway]. Moshoeshoe noticed that areas near missionaries usually had fewer violent confrontations and so he decided to ‘buy’ some missionaries for his territory. He then installed two of them in Morija, which was directly between his stronghold on top of Thaba Bosiu and a group of his enemies to the southwest, thus creating a buffer.

Morija has continued to be an important cultural location to this day and hosts a number of events including an annual Arts and Cultural Festival that sees dancers, musicians and artists arrive from all over Lesotho. It is also home to the oldest church, printing press and English school in Lesotho.

Perched above the hamlet is Morija Guest House, a beautiful homestead which combines Basotho tradition with modern ammenities. Morija Guest House was the vision of David Hall who was born in Morjia to South African missionaries. His birth in Lesotho gave him rights to a plot of land so he selected a large barren rock overlooking the valley. Most thought that his selection of a plot with no road access, flat land for farming and difficult rock terrain was unwise but his vision was extraordinarily prescient.

Now in their eighth year and run by David’s wife Brigitte, the Guest House hosts a weekend a few times a year dedicated to helping expats to understand Basotho culture and the basics of Sesotho. ‘Me Mamokola, responsible for training US PeaceCorps teachers and volunteers, joined us on this weekend and gave us several short lessons of key Sesotho greetings, verbs and vocabulary. We all followed along at varying paces but eventually we were able to use the common greetings, introduce ourselves, talk about our work and put together some short sentences.


In between our Sesotho lessons we had a whole suite of other activities that made for a very interesting weekend. Aside from learning some foundations of the language, we also had the opportunity to discuss different aspects of Basotho culture. Understanding some of the key Basotho traditions and customs around weddings, funerals and home life was really interesting. Even more interesting was talking about different attitudes, behaviors, gender roles and the work ethic in Lesotho (more on all of that to come).

In addition to our cultural chat, we also had a lovely demonstration of some of the traditional Basotho dances by the children who live in the village below. Although the dances are traditionally danced by older women, the girls did a fabulous job in their respective dances.

The first dance is known as litolobonya and was performed by a group of young girls. Wearing skirts made out of shredded maize bags with bottle caps underneath banging together to sound like bells, they danced a special dance which is normally only done in private by women with other women. I asked our guard to tell me a bit more and he mentioned it was quite secret and men will never see this dance performed by women. Our Sesotho teacher explained that at times the dance was used to see if women who had just had a baby were ready to go back to work at the end of three months.

The second dance was done by a slightly older group of girls on their knees and involved an impressive display of shoulder movement and rhythm. A very old traditional dance passed down through the generations, the mokhibo dance is traditionally a celebratory dance which you will often see performed on Independence Day, the King’s birthday or other festive occasions. For those of you in the UK who may have seen photos earlier this year of Prince Harry’s visit to Lesotho, this was one of the dances he was photographed attempting.

After the girls finished a group of young boys who came in and did several gumboot dances. Originally created by the miners in South Africa, the dance has made its way into Lesotho through the many men who have gone to work there. In the mines they were restricted from using drums and so instead they discovered the sounds and rhythms they could make on their gumboots, aka wellies. This dance has now spread across the continent, particularly through mining areas, and has certainly had an influence on modern forms of urban dance.

When we were not spending time inside learning about the fascinating language and culture of Lesotho, we were enjoying good meals, getting to know the others in the group and exploring the nearby landscape. After learning more about Moshoeshoe and his legacy on Lesotho, we were treated to a hike to the top of the country’s great national monument Thaba Bosiu, the ‘mountain of night’.

Once the settlement of the first Basotho people, this sandstone plateau takes it name after the belief that the mountain would grow at night and so anyone trying to scale it to attack them would then be left stranded by the time day came. Now the mountain is a sacred place where Moshoeshoe and others are buried, home only to a few wild horses and the occasional tourist.

Another excursion led us up the mountain behind the Morija Guest Houses to a very large fallen rock with a surprising set of dinosaur footprints embedded into the rock’s face. The rock had at one time been part of the plateau above but now sits on an angle perfectly displaying a set of fossil prints. Lesotho is known to have the largest concentration of dinosaur footprints in the world, so it was amazing to be able to experience seeing even just a few in this part of the country.

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With everything that was organised for us, the weekend flew by and before we knew it we were on our way back to Maseru. Our heads were swimming with Sesotho expressions and images of the dancers and Moshoeshoe’s legacy. Now the challenge is to take what we have learned, make sure we really learn and practice it, and continue learning even more!


For those of you who are interested, or who intend on visiting us here in this beautiful country, here are some basic Sesotho greetings:

Lumela [pronounced doomela] = hello

U phela joang [pronounced oh peela joaang] = How are you?

Ke phela hantle [pronounced kay peela haantlay] = I am good

Kea leboha [pronounced kay ya lay boha] = thank you

:: lumela lesotho ::

: Lesotho = Small mountain kingdom in southern Africa, pronounced ləˈsuːtu :
: Lumela = Sesotho word meaning hello, pronounced dumela :

As we flew the final leg of our journey into Maseru, the brown wintery fields of South Africa gave way to rugged mountains stretching north and east into the highlands of Lesotho. We had waited a long time to catch our first glimpses of our new home, so looking through the small plane windows and seeing the beautiful mountains below made this whole adventure finally feel real.

We disembarked onto the tarmac into the winter sun and headed to a small terminal building. They unloaded our bags from the plane onto a hand wheeled trolley and before long we were through immigration and on our way towards the city together with our lovely sponsor and hosts. We were at first surprised that the airport was so far away from this relatively small city, but then our hosts explained that this was the closest bit of flat land required for modern aircrafts.

Heading towards Maseru we were mesmerized by the lovely expanses of brown fields and the outline of distant mountains through the hazy midday sun. As we approached the city we started to see a scattering of small stone and cinderblock houses. Most had corrugated tin roofs, some rusted with time while others were gleaming in the sunshine. The roads on either side leading to the houses were unpaved and pock marked with potholes and oversized rocks.

Before long the landscape changed and we started to see more modern brick and stone houses on either side of the road. Men and women were walking along the road, while others were sitting waiting on a rock or other structure. Most people were wearing heavy coats or layers to keep the winter chill out, often paired with bright colored wooly hats.

Off in the distance you could see people standing or walking through the dormant fields where goats, cows and donkeys were grazing. One figure tending some cattle stood out in particular wearing a vibrant red traditional Basotho blanket which we learned are typically made of a blend of cotton and wool to keep them warm.

As we came into Maseru we started seeing larger buildings and a few modern stores. Alongside the road were vendors selling fruit and vegetables right next to others preparing hot food for lunch. In one area there were hundreds of factory workers queuing for food or sitting and eating on top of piles of large sacks. Everywhere we looked there were people walking or trying to cross the road, and taxis overtaking us and honking their horns to pick up fares.

We finally arrived at our hotel, a modern building perched on a hill looking over the capital. We spent our first evening enjoying a glass of red wine and a stunning sunset from the terrace of the hotel, a perfect way to end our first day and start the rest of our adventure here in the Mountain Kingdom of Lesotho.