The masked dancers arrived raising a dust haze. Twirling in colourful robes, accompanied by a motley band of drummers and other musicians they moved to centre stage at the village festival. Excited children scuttled around in search of the best view.
Angela, a feminist had heard that the masquerade dance would feature both male and female dancers, a novel occurrence as ancestral spirits were supposedly all male. Those in the know stared at feet and ankles trying to guess the names of the dancers. Angela studied the group intently with widened eyes. “All I can see is them”, She grumbled.
Angela, a feminist had heard that the masquerade dance would feature both male and female dancers, a novel occurrence as ancestral spirits were supposedly all male. Those in the know stared at feet and ankles trying to guess the names of the dancers. Angela studied the group intently with widened eyes. “All I can see is them”, She grumbled.
