To Kneel or not to Kneel for our husbands?

Disclaimer(s); – If you live by and preach Patriarchy, this post is not for you. -If you belong to ATS and want to stay there, kindly stop reading now. – If you have never disagreed with anything your tribe taught you, you may as well stop reading .

Now that the house is smaller, let’s get right into it. Kneeling has for along time existed and been encouraged by many tribes. Not just in Uganda, but by many African countries. Kneeling has always been recognised as a sign of respect, along other very many ways respect is portrayed. But for years now, people have come up to touch the subject of kneeling and there is always a lot of friction about this particular point. Cultural grounds, moral grounds and for some people religious grounds. Many people especially the male gender has seen this topic as being something bored Feminists like to talk about. I’ll take you briefly back to the African Traditional Society.

Very many years ago, there existed a very clear bold line in an African family. The woman belonged to the kitchen. Her roles were almost always limited to cooking, taking care of the home, to ‘worship’ her husband and to reproduce. For years this was looked at as normal. Many girls had no say on who they got married to. Negotiations happened back door, and she got handed over to the man. There was no way to say no. In a family setting, it was forbidden for a woman to sit in a chair, or address her husband while standing. Hence she had to always be on her knees while addressing her husband. My understanding believes this is how it all started. You should also know that women were not allowed to eat certain foods including chicken and eggs. I have always wondered how the first woman braved to eat the egg or the chicken. I can imagine the confusion but again the excitement that went through her head the second she tasted these delicious foods. she was probably scared she would die in her sleep, but she watched herself live on, and certainly attempted it many other times and told other wives about it. I enjoy chicken wings today because of that woman. God bless her soul. It’s interesting how some tribes still practice these things today.

Just like the eggs and chicken, many other brave women tried other forbidden things. I’m here today to tell you that if every woman on this planet stopped kneeling for her husband, it would never affect our taxes, our kids would still go to school, we would still fatten, it would never affect business, the dollar rate would very much remain in it’s trend. Not kneeling would never affect this universe negatively. But for as long as there are still men who believe their wives must kneel for them as a sign of respect, we will never be peaceful. You can’t force your wife to kneel for you. Because that will be forced respect. A whole wife, not your servant, not your slave, your wife, one you don’t own.

3 days ago, i saw a picture of a wife kneeling before her husband and my head didn’t take it well. I thought about it the whole day. I want to know how it starts because when you are dating this man, you certainly don’t kneel for him. It’s hugs and kisses all the way, including being carried on his laps and back sometimes. The moment he puts a ring on it (sometimes there’s even no ring at all), he expects to command the ‘slave’ in her to get on her knees. Forget your tribal teachings, i want you to educate me on what changes overnight that now she has to get on her knees when you come home. How do you even feel watching your wife kneeling before you. she’s your baby, your partner, you’re doing life together. If anything you should get up from your chair, help her up and tell her it’s not necessary because it’s not. So let me ask; What happens when she kneels? Do you pat her back because she has raised your ego? What happens if you quarreled the night before? does she have to get up early morning and kneel for you too? Who says she can’t hug you now as a wife?

Many people will want to confuse this with failure to submit, and i see you all , very many. Submission has never and will never have anything to do with Kneeling. I pledge to be submissive to my future husband, and this will be at every level even if i wake up as the president of this country. I’ll submit to my husband, I’ll respect him, but i won’t kneel for him. Why?

Call me uncultured, I’ll call you backward!

Quote; For every time you front the Patriarchy, i hope the images of your daughters come flashing in your eyes— Violah Nahurira.