Ginger Root and Spit
A Witch Doctor Spits in the Faces of Our Missionaries
The witch doctor got to David first. He was surprisingly young, and his white tennis shoes contrasted starkly with the leather loin cloth around his waist and baboon-hide satchel slung across his chest. A spray of feathers was tied to his head and most appendages were adorned with leather thongs tied around small pieces of wood. Pulling my husband’s face close to his own, the kujur, with amazing precision, showered a thick spray of saliva and chewed ginger root across both cheeks and forehead. Then it was my turn. Why did he spit on us? |