A Hi Bombeni MaTsonga



A Hi Bombeni MaTsonga

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There’s something beautiful about saying “A hi bombeni MaTsonga” — a gentle but powerful call to action. A reminder that we, the Tsonga people, are not lost, not forgotten, and certainly not fading. We are here, vibrant as ever, with roots that go deep and hearts that beat proudly to the rhythm of xibelani, drums, and the sound of our mother tongue.

Growing up Tsonga often meant being misunderstood. Some still lump us all under the label “Shangaan” as if it’s a shortcut, forgetting that Tsonga is not just one thing — it’s a people, a language, a history, and a way of life. There’s richness in our diversity: from the Ronga people of Mozambique, to the Chopi, to the Vatsonga of Limpopo, each bringing a piece of the story.

Yet for many of us, especially the younger generation, the connection to our heritage is slowly slipping. We know the dances, maybe, and a few festive songs — but do we still remember what ku phahla is? Do we know our tinxaka (clans), our proverbs, or why our grandmothers used to say, “Ndzi ta ku phahlela leswi” when giving you blessings?

It’s time for us to bombela — to awaken the pride, to light the cultural fire again. Not in anger or superiority, but in celebration of who we are. Let’s teach our children how to greet in Xitsonga, let’s tell them why the xibelani skirt sways with stories, not just style. Let’s stop hiding our names in public because someone “can’t pronounce them.” Your name, Vutivi, Ntsheketo, Xilaveko — is poetry.

And what of our creativity? Tsonga music has always been ahead — from the legend Dr. Thomas Chauke to the energy of Benny Mayengani, and the cool, genre-blending vibes of modern artists. We’ve never lacked talent — we’ve just been under-celebrated. That ends now.

So yes, A hi bombeni MaTsonga! Let’s revive what we almost lost. Let’s wear our beadwork and our language with pride. Let’s correct those who confuse us, not in anger but in truth. Let’s write the songs, the books, the blogs — and let’s keep showing the world: being Tsonga is not just about heritage. It’s about honour.

Whether you’re in Giyani, Tzaneen, Phalaborwa, Soweto or even abroad — the call is the same: stand tall. You are Tsonga. You are beautiful. And you are needed.



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