Urban Society: The Cause of Native Corruption

A person traveling the road that runs from Ixopo into the hills would describe the passing valley as, "grass-covered and rolling, and they are lovely beyond any singing of it" (Paton 33). This traveler would be depicting the valley of Ndotsheni, or what Ndotsheni used to look like. This land is no longer a beautiful place of greenery and lush farm land. Even the natives now refer to their home as a place with dry streams …

…and the people in them, would not have been dying because all the men would have been home to tend the farms. Kumalo would then be able to spend his time praying for his village and thanking God for all he had, instead of mourning his son and the close family he once had. Works Cited <Tab/>Paton, Alan. Cry, The Beloved Country. New York: Scrinber, 1987. <Tab/>