I get a smile on my face when I see the guy selling newspapers dancing. He stands in the middle of a crowded intersection with his red overall, taking small steps, moving his hips and shoulders in a silent rhythm. Now and then he sells a paper to a passing car – but that doesn’t stop him. The song, the music, the joy – is always present. He just makes my day every time I see him.
He is not the only one. I have seen dancing garbage men. Jumping of the smelly, dirty truck and firing of some dance moves, before picking up the dustbin. Or when they are waving you by, telling you it is safe to pass. A smile, a rhythm, small movements with hips, shoulders and knees. It always makes me speechless.
This tells you something about South Africa, something about the people and the culture. It tells you that you can find happiness everywhere – if you just take your time. If dancing and singing is your thing – go ahead and do it as often as you can. Don’t let anything stop you.