It was my first marriage, one thing I forget to get ready for was the taking an extensive class on a public performance and speech, that is something many people wouldn't tell you on your big day,
That moment when you have 200 old Halimos staring at you and gossiping about your past and if that stomach is a beer belly or caused by Somali Bariis had me loose my steps and dance like white men.
A class on this necessary for both bride and the groom, I had one of my ciyaal suuq friends suggested me to pop a bill or a few jugs of no biyaha kulul but my dumbness acted tough and now all Somalis aremaking fun of my dance moves.
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