My father is Zulu and my mom is Tswana. I was not raised to focus on either of my parent's cultures, but I know that both of them believe in ancestors and God which I am not in agreement with. Growing up remember my father burning imphepho which is a dried a sage in the house claiming it is for protection from evil spirits. I hated its smell more than anything. Whenever someone passes away in the family a cleansing ritual takes place both moms and dads side do this but in different ways, its purpose was to take away bad luck. Cleansing is usually done using animals. We also attended church and I was often forced to go, which was strict with regards things like dress Code. 

As I became older there's a lot of conflict and confusion between ancestors and God. There's absolutely no need for rituals and sage burning for God is our protector and thanks shall be given to him. I heard that the Christian religion was apparently forced unto us by coloniality. According to the bible there is no longer a need to use animals as a sacrifice because Jesus was the ultimate and final sacrifice. The fact that animal sacrifice was a thing in the bible serves as proof to me that folk thought in our ethnic groups was not yet developed. Ethiopia is a country in Africa which was not Christianised but in depended in its Christianity. Christianity was present in Africa before colonialism.    

My view and form of knowledge of the world is rooted from the bible because all my childhood it was a fight between ancestors and God. I ended up choosing God. 

Networks of kinship are connections or relationships between people whether social or biological. It refers simply to the types of relationships we have with other people, groups or institutions.

For example in both sides of my family I have earned the title of laziness.There are also certain things they simply cannot ask me like buying them alcohol or babysit. This is because my father set those boundaries or rules when I was still young and it has forever altered my relationships with my family. My relationship with them is purely about me exchanging my labour for the erasing of my title. 

I am also a sister of two brothers so I am basically the only girl in my immediate family. I am their second parent and second in command. I offer them love and care especially when my parents are away, meaning they put their trust in me. In return I get respect back from my siblings and earn my parents trust.

In friendships I am the listener, the psychologist friend. All my friends feel safe enough to confide in me. Their trust in me is sometimes scary. The unfortunate side is that I rarely get the chance to confide in them or ask for advice for it seems like I got everything together. My relation to their problems has also helped me to solve and understand mine. Which is one of the reasons I decided to become a psychologist by profession and they support it as they acknowledged my role in their lives.

I am the only daughter my mom does the cooking and I do the dishes, she does the laundryand I do the cleaning . My father sets rules and I follow, I am his pride and joy which means more allowance. My father is the bread winner so he does house chores voluntarily apart for the ones that strictlyrequirehi. like fixing the washing machine or door. My brothers focus on keepingthe yard clean and taking care of the dog and thats how my house hold operates. The role me and my school friends are responsible for is sharing educational information and saving seats for each other in class.

In class I am the non interactive student, again I am the listener which is no surprise because of anxiety. I learn through my active collegues and they only get my attention. The lecturer provides lessons and I provide my learnt work in return of marks. 

With everyone kinship there is type of reciprocacy. It is not necessarily the same in value sometimes but it exists. There is no relationship without reciprocation regardless of whether ig is bad of good reciprocate.I have experienced a bad one before. In the beginning of my matric year I bought my school friend a gift. Unspoken rules exist and I was expecting to get literally any kind of positive reciprocation back. The girl ended up being my first heart break. Her idea of reciprocation was making sure she was not in good terms with me before my birthday so that she won't have to buy anything. Come to think of it I don't remember he saying a proper thank you.