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284 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2005
“I bathed myself in you, Saluni,” says a breathless Whale Caller. “Your waters of life mixed with mine to wash our souls. It was a wonderful cleansing ceremony, Saluni, and I am cleansed."There's many parallels between the two, Sharisa and Saluni. I thoroughly enjoyed every bit of this, it's a fascinating tale. I love the absurdity of it, and how none of it is explained in the book. It's written and we move on, yes they speak to a grotto and yes this is completely within reason. I love this and it's become very important to me. The short passages mentioning the original inhabitants were beautiful and they remind me of places that are safe, wild, home🌾🌼.
“It is something you cannot do with Sharisha,” jokes a breathless Saluni.
“You do not know that, Saluni, you do not know that.”
"He can see even deeper in the mists, before there were boats and fishermen and whalers, the Khoikhoi of old dancing around a beached whale. Dancing their thanks to Tsiqua, He Who Tells His Stories in Heaven, for the bountiful food he occasionally provides for his children by allowing whales to strand themselves. But when there are mass strandings the dance freezes and the laughter in the eyes of the dancers melts into tears that leave stains on the white sands. The weepers harvest the blubber for the oil to fry meat and light lamps. They will ultimately use the rib bones to construct the skeletons of their huts, and will roof the houses with the baleen. Ear bones will be used as water carrying vessels. Other bones will become furniture. Or even pillows and beds. Nights are slept fervidly inside variable whales that speckle the landscape."Reading this was a wonderful experience and I'm glad I stumbled on a new found favourite. I will be reading more of Zakes Mda's works. 5 stars from me!