Friday, 24 April 2009

Jimmy the Giant

I would ask ciamar a tha thu if you were Scottish, Jimmy but you not, you’re a Tswana. My Setswana is not good but here goes. Dumela rra, otsogile jang? I seem to remember a legend long time ago of a disobedient young man whose man was Tswana. He ran away from home and met a giant and his lovely daughter. The daughter warned Tswana that the giant was a cannibal and wanted to eat him. The giant got Tswana to play a big guitar and wanted to chop off his head while he was playing but Tswana was wise and sat with his back to a tree. Later on the giant tried to drug Tswana with sleeping potion but the daughter had swopped it with this other potion that gave him extra ordinary strength which helped Tswana to chop off the giant’s head instead. Now I am not sure if this giant is the same giant of Matsieng the founder of the Tswana tribe but Jimmy is a tall chap and could have the giant’s bloodline.

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