FAQs & Wedding Preparation

Thank you for visiting our blog once again.

If this is your first visit on our blog, for a bit of the background and the journey so far, we would suggest that you read first blog post, The Meeting, Ndine musikana wangu (I got myself a girl) and Dating & Courtship , Meeting the Families and Cultural Hurdles. For introduction of our family and categories of topics to be covered please visit the About Us page.

Last week we covered in some detail about the roora/lobola. Thank you for the feedback we continue to receive. As we expected, roora is a new cultural phenomenon to a substantial number of our readers.

We have also noticed that since moving to the UK sixteen years ago our own perception of roora has evolved. The answers below are our views and others may have different opinions.

In this blog post we start with the Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs) before we cover our Wedding Preparations.

Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)

1. Is Roora still relevant in the 21^st century

Answer: We feel that it still is. However this is dependent on where you now live. If you are in Zimbabwe, it is definitely still relevant. For those who have moved away from Zimbabwe and potentially are to marry across cultures, the relevancy is in decline.

2. Roora does not exist in my culture. Should I be expected to pay roora for my girlfriend if it’s part of her family’s culture?

Answer: We suggest that the two of you discuss this during courtship and that you try to understand what the roora means to your girlfriend/fiancee and her parents.

3. Is Roora Biblical?

Answer: Yes, there are instances in the Bible where gifts were given to parents of a wife. Jacob and Rachel comes to mind. We believe it was also cultural at the time.

4. I heard that one should not finish paying roora. Is this true?

Answer: We have heard about as well. However, we feel that your wife’s parents do expect you to finish paying roora. Therefore, we would yes go on and finish paying.

5. My husband just paid a little portion of the roora. How can I encourage him to pay the remainder?

Answer: We suggest that you find a right time to talk to your husband. If it is not possible you may ask your father or brothers to remind your husband via the munyayi. To the husband, we just want to remind you to consider how much roora means to your wife.

As a footnote, whilst in Zim, we witnessed a few occasions when the wife had sadly passed away before the roora had been paid in full. The wife’s family refused to be involved with anything to do with the funeral before the balance of the roora was paid in full. These situations were messy.

6. I feel that I was overcharged for roora/lobola. Is there anything I can do to redress this?

Answer: Not really, sorry. For those living in Zim there may be an opportunity to revisit the figures if the roora was charged in Zimbabwean dollars, which is no longer a valid currency.

7. What is the atmosphere in the room when the roora negotiations are taking place?

Answer: Generally the roora sessions are calm and friendly atmosphere. There may even be jokes and banter as the negotiation process unfolds. However, there are also situations when things have not gone as smoothly.

8. I am looking for a munyayi (go-between) – where can I find one.

Answer: You can identify people you trust who are good negotiators. If you struggle, then ask your girlfriend/fiancee’s parents (through an aunt or uncle) and they will happily provide one for you.

9. Why are the two key people (boy and girl) not allowed in the room when the deliberations are taking place?

Answer: This will ensure that you are not emotionally affected as the negotiations progress. Normally those in the room are looking after your interests.

10. If I cannot raise enough money for roora, should I not marry?

Answer: We suggest you take what you saved. It is all about negotiations. You going to the parents will show that you are a serious young man who is interested in their daughter.

11. Should the roora charges be proportional to the level of education or profession of the lady?

Answer: We say No. We don’t think that roora should be a return on investment. It is to bring the two families together and not to pay for anything.

12. My family and I do not own any cattle. How can I pay that part of the roora?

Answer: The cattle can easily be converted to cash. Normally the values are disclosed at the roora session.

13. Is it fair/right that parents can “sell” their daughter by demanding roora?

Answer: The girl is not being sold. This is not a financial transaction. Roora is about bringing the two families together. We know that a person is priceless – you cannot put a price tag on anyone.

That’s it for now. Let us go back on the journey.

Wedding Preparations

We did indeed clear the cultural hurdles in a spectacular fashion. We were happy and thanked God for the progress thus far. Jabu was very happy with how things had gone at the roora session.

The following weekend after the roora session, Jabu was back in Harare. We had a special picnic. We were now planning for the wedding!

Firstly, we had to pick the wedding date. We considered a couple of dates and ended up settling on the 2^nd of December. Jabu’s family needed to communicate this proposed date to my family. We agreed to informally mention the date to each of our families.

The official communication would be delivered by the vanyayis (go-betweens) when they returned to my family, with the items that would meet the wedding pre-conditions.

Where would the wedding be – Chinhoyi or Harare? During this time in Zimbabwe, some people used to have two wedding receptions, one on either side of the families, with the final one normally hosted by the groom’s family.

We could not afford two receptions. Normally if it is one reception, it would at the bride’s side. Therefore, Harare it was. (Incidentally there was another wedding planned at Jabu’s Chinhoyi church on the 2^nd of December as well).

The Mpofus would need overnight accommodation in Harare. (Hotels were unaffordable). Jabu approached a couple of friends and relatives and they were more than willing to open their homes for them. My new flat would also be available as I would be based at my brother’s place for the wedding day’s eve.

We needed a venue for the wedding. My church in Harare was under construction and not fully completed at the time. Jabu and I came up with a list of churches to approach to host our wedding and we prayed about it.

I wrote an application letter to our first choice – a beautiful church in Highlands, an eastern suburb of Harare. It was a perfect venue as it also had a hall which we could use later for the reception.

I wouldn’t take a chance on posting this letter. One day after work, I caught an Emergency Taxi (ET) to hand deliver the letter. By the time I got to the church, the office was closed and I dropped the letter through the door. I didn’t have an idea of how long it would take before we got a response.

We didn’t have long to wait. Some four days later, when I got home there was a letter waiting for me. My heart was in my mouth as I struggled to open the letter. As my eyes scanned the letter my eyes fell upon the words “we are happy to inform you that we are able to accommodate your wedding…” We had got it! That was the longest night I had as I waited to call Jabu first thing in the morning with the good news. We paid the deposit for the church and it was secured.

Next, we had to decide on a minister to officiate at our wedding. Jabu and I had discussed about potential marriage officers, and concluded that this was more dependent on their availability on our proposed wedding date. Marriage officers were generally scarce at the time.

Jabu and I visited one of our minister friend to get a contact number of one of the marriage officers we had identified. We were met with the news: the marriage officer was not available as he had just confirmed a booking to officiate at a wedding on the same day in Chinhoyi. Chinhoyi?

Then he suggested “Have you tried the conference president? He is a marriage officer as well”. Jabu personally knew the conference president, but he had not been on our list as we felt he generally had a tight schedule.

We got his phone number and walked to public phone box. Jabu called and I could hear one side of the conversation. After the initial greetings Jabu mentioned the reason for his call.

Then there was silence.

Jabu mouthed “He is checking his diary”. After some time that felt like eternity, he got back on the phone. I just heard Jabu say “Thank you Pastor. Thank you very much!” He had accepted our request!

We made an appointment for a counselling session with the minister and his wife, which we had a couple of weeks later. The minister asked if we had had any counselling sessions with our local pastors before.

Incidentally, when I had informed my local pastor of my relationship with Jabu and plans for marriage, he had asked to meet us. He had one counselling session with us.

At our counselling session with our marriage officer, the minister and his wife checked what we had covered with my local pastor and started from there. We discussed and covered a lot of subjects like effective communication, commitment, love, appreciation, roles in marriage, family finance, sex, conflict resolution etc. Jabu and I had read widely and discussed these subjects during our many picnics.

Since Jabu was living out of Harare it was not possible to have more than one session with minister and his wife – hence we covered so many topics at one session.

As we approached the end of our counselling session the minister advised us how he would conduct the wedding ceremony. He gave us generic copies of the wedding vows and gave us permission to add any words as long as the words on the generic vows were all included.

We were also blessed to secure the services of our favourite and popular all male singing group. My brother used to sing in this group and I had always wanted this group to sing at my wedding – even before I met Jabu! We were thrilled to know that they were available to sing on the day.

Bridal party? Family and friends had been key on our journey. We just decided the bridal party will come from our family and friends. Seeing that we both came from large families, we needed to compromise on who makes it onto the bridal party. We ensured that almost all our immediate families were represented by at least one member.

On looking back this worked quite well as there was no falling out amongst family members because of the bridal party selection.

Best man & Best girl – we had already decided on these two great friends of ours. We were happy that they kindly agreed to take these special positions for our wedding, as they did at our engagement party.

MC – another friend of ours was well placed for this role. He was also the MC at our engagement party where he had done a brilliant job. He had great sense of humour and could effortlessly hold a crowd with his wit. We were thrilled when he accepted our request.

For our wedding preparations we did not have any joint family planning meetings. With Jabu and his family in Chinhoyi, it was just impractical to arrange regular family planning meetings.

Jabu and I were therefore, responsible for the planning and coordination. Our sides of the family would communicate through us. We were then free to consult and request any necessary help. This streamlined arrangement worked well for us.

On looking back, this phase helped us in our strategising, listening and planning in our future home.

One thing we didn’t have to worry about in Zimbabwe was to compile a wedding guest list. All were invited! This was typical at the time. You would just send an invitation card to the whole church, family and friends; and then aim to cater for all of those who would come.

My brothers and sisters-in-law asked me what plans and resources we had in place for the wedding. They offered some substantial financial support, in addition to the morale support which started soon after Jabu paid roora. This was a massive help for us.

Equally Jabu’s siblings and their husbands offered some substantial financial support. Furthermore, since the wedding was away from Jabu’s home town, they offered to transport wedding guests from Chinhoyi to Harare. Notwithstanding, a clash of dates with another wedding in Chinhoyi, many people still wanted to come to our wedding.

One of our friends offered to pay for all the soft drinks to be used at the wedding.

These offers helped reduce financial pressure and relieved a massive burden off our shoulders. We were overwhelmed by such generosity cited here and much more. No one was obliged to give but gave from their love, anyway.

While Jabu was busy saving for the roora, I had also been busy saving for the wedding. I was starting to dream about my big day. I needed a wedding gown. I was faced with a question; should I buy the gown or hire one? My friend and I visited a number of wedding boutiques but I was not satisfied with what I saw – they were just not my style.

Later I got a reference from someone about a wedding gown for hire. Interestingly, the owner of the gown lived a couple of roads from our house.

One evening after work, I made an appointment to go and try the dress. As I looked myself in the mirror, I knew exactly that was the one for me – it didn’t need any adjustment whatsoever. Just perfect. I paid the deposit and was to collect the wedding gown two weeks before the wedding day.

All along I was checking with Jabu to ensure that his personal preparations were on also track – suit, shoes, shirt etc.

There was also some critical business of purchasing wedding rings. We went to the jewellery shop where Jabu had bought my engagement ring to looking for a matching one. We bought two beautiful wedding rings from this shop.

My sisters-in-law arranged a surprise kitchen party for me. I had attended a few of these before, but it is all different and special when it is yours. We had a great time and received a lot words of wisdom and counselling from the married and more matured ladies. I received lots of kitchen utensils as presents.

One of Jabu’s friends and mentor had moved to Harare from Chinhoyi. He arranged a surprise bachelor’s party for Jabu on a Sunday. However, that weekend was the one that Jabu had decided that he will not be coming to Harare. How are we going to bring him to Harare?

First thing Saturday morning, the mentor phoned the lady who sponsored Jabu to go to the Youth Bible Conference (check it in The Meeting blog) to tell Jabu when she meets him at church that he should come to Harare on Sunday without fail.

Jabu was confused. What was happening in Harare? He reluctantly came.

He later said that he had not attended, let alone, heard about a bachelor’s party before. It was hosted in a flat on the same block as my new flat. Jabu’s friends and a couple of pastors were there.

Stress? Preparing for our wedding was a stressful experience. We thank God for the contributions and support from our family and friends that massively relieved this stress.

One challenge we faced was planning a wedding whilst we were in separate locations with limited communication channels. Moving around Harare without dedicated transport was also a challenge.

Time flies when you are having fun. And busy. Soon it was late afternoon on Friday 30^th November 1990, we both felt such great relief. We looked at our checklist for the last time and everything was in place. As the sun set we felt such peace in our hearts.

Next blog is on The Wedding Day Part 1. Thank you for being with us on the journey so far.