The oldest yet strongest root behind our family tree
I still remember those road trips to my home in Venda. There is just something about that N1 road that rejuvenates your soul. Its much nicer to go to Venda in December, right after the exam stresses and work closes. It’s more than just a physical trip, but an emotional and mental one. From the moment I get off the bus at the bus stop, I realise how green the trees are, “it must be this red soil” as I say to myself, while I wipe off the sweat from the sun’s heat, we all know Limpopo can sure be hot. Because my grandmother already knows that I’m on my way there when I get home I kneel down and say my greetings, as she welcomes me with a bowl full of different fruits from the yard. That is just an introduction. My grandmother was born in the year 1918 and married my grandfather at age 20 and the rest is history! She has 11 children, 26 grandchildren, and 5 great-grandchildren at age 101. She loves to cook and I know that she has probably cooked some tradi...