It was 40 years ago this summer that I had the chance to be part of the Reed Dance in Swaziland (now Eswatini). The best known part of the event is bare-breasted maidens dancing for the King. The was not my part – I was in the fully-clad married women’s group that danced for the Queen Mother. There were three of us non-Swazis who were invited to join in. It was an honor and a wonderful day.
The Reed Dance
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