Chapter 180: Peace in Front, Hate in Back (9)
The village of the Botswana tribe, the central tribe of the tribal union.
As soon as I arrived here, I immediately met with the tribal chief, Malik.
Malik, upon seeing me, approached and embraced me warmly.
“My brother, it’s been a long journey. Are you feeling well? No illnesses or injuries?”
“Thanks to your concern, I’m perfectly fine.”
“I heard you were going to have a wedding before you left. How was the ceremony?”
“Thanks to it, I’ve officially become an adult.”
There are countless cultures and customs in the world, and ways of thinking that vary from one place to another.
Eskimos, for instance, must burp when they are served a meal, or in some countries, they bake sardines into pie dough and eat it.
In a world full of customs that are hard to understand by normal standards...
The concept of becoming a full adult upon marriage exists everywhere.
“Congratulations on becoming an adult. How is life with your wife?”