Thula mama lyrics sibongile khumalo biography

  • Sibongile Khumalo (24 September 1957 – 28 January 2021) was a South African singer.
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    Interview Zandi Sutton  

    February 22, 2019

     

    Joan Litman (JL): Zandi, we’re honored that you have been willing to share Thula Mama, the lullaby that was so important to you as a high school student under apartheid in South Africa.

     

     I’m curious about the fact that you have given us two strikingly different versions of the same lullaby! Not only are the melodies and lyrics different, but also the context. Can you talk about this? Who would have guessed the two versions would have such completely different meanings?

     

    Zandi Sutton (ZS): The first version I gave you was sung to comfort a child when his (or her) father (or mother) was out in the field, or gathering wood, or away somewhere. This is why you hear the lyrics “Thula sana [child], be still, child. Your father will be back in the morning.”

     

    The second version was specifically sung to mothers during the struggle. These were the mothers whose

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