I'd been promising to post a bit of the book I've been working on...
Over the next couple weeks, I'll be posting a few "pre-edit" chapters/stories of the "book to be"
..see what you think of this one..
My Vuvu--FIFA 2010 World Cup, Gauteng, 2010
(A vuvuzela is a long, plastic, lightweight, trumpet-shaped instrument that is played with a singular blowing motion…it takes time to master (roughly 4 seconds), but once you get the skill down it’s endless fun…)
Picture
in your “mind’s ear”, if you can, a cross between the sounds of a migration of
a million geese & Brazilian carnival without music…that pretty accurately
depicts the sound of the din of hundreds of thousands of Vuvuzela’s being
played in sequence mixed with the excited voices of Africa near the Loftus
Versfeld stadium before the game..
Aaaaahhh…The lovely Vuvuzela…the lively/ joyous suggestion behind the audible annoyance…the feeling of celebration…the camaraderie of Africa…the official music maker of the FIFA World Cup 2010…This was to be my new constant companion as I went from program to program, fan park to fan park & game to game…My Vuvu (as I quickly termed it) accompanied me from Diepsloot Squatter Camp to Pretoria High Street & back…& everywhere it made the same lovely sound…a sound so consistent, so celebratory, so large, so….annoying.
I love it! I hope the fantabulous “Vuzuvela” one day becomes the official hand-held mascot of soccer fans everywhere… Just after the World Cup had finished, I remember when I flew back home to Atlanta via Chicago’s O’Hare international airport, instead of being asked the typical questions whether I was carrying any contraband items, or illegal plant or food particles, I was simply asked by the customs official if I was carrying a Vuvuzela…I responded with an enthusiastic, “Yes! Right here over my shoulder!” He made me promise not to blow it in the airport & with that I was sent on my way…
Aaaaahhh…The lovely Vuvuzela…the lively/ joyous suggestion behind the audible annoyance…the feeling of celebration…the camaraderie of Africa…the official music maker of the FIFA World Cup 2010…This was to be my new constant companion as I went from program to program, fan park to fan park & game to game…My Vuvu (as I quickly termed it) accompanied me from Diepsloot Squatter Camp to Pretoria High Street & back…& everywhere it made the same lovely sound…a sound so consistent, so celebratory, so large, so….annoying.
I love it! I hope the fantabulous “Vuzuvela” one day becomes the official hand-held mascot of soccer fans everywhere… Just after the World Cup had finished, I remember when I flew back home to Atlanta via Chicago’s O’Hare international airport, instead of being asked the typical questions whether I was carrying any contraband items, or illegal plant or food particles, I was simply asked by the customs official if I was carrying a Vuvuzela…I responded with an enthusiastic, “Yes! Right here over my shoulder!” He made me promise not to blow it in the airport & with that I was sent on my way…
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