Zuma, Trump, global warming – the causes of
depression proliferate daily. How fortunate, then, that the unassuming town of
Clanwilliam in the Western Cape now boasts a miracle instant-cure rehab spa for
the suicidal.
I stumbled upon it by accident, thinking I was going
to have an ordinary meal at an ordinary small-town restaurant, one masquerading
under the name Dam Bistro. I slouched morosely at my table, muttering grumpily
about the looming apocalypse and Bathabile Dlamini.
The jolliness of the German tourists at the next
table only made my own funk seem worse. The breezy macho chatter about long, empty,
dusty roads from the bikers behind me filled me with bitter, corrosive envy.
But then the restaurant began to reveal its true
identity as an antidote to angst: the starter came, a selection of West Coast
tastes including curried prawns, apricot jam, snoek pate, roosterbrood, and
biltong butter. Yes, biltong butter.
My spirits lifted a little higher with each curried
prawn. How come you could get such a potent mood enhancer without a
prescription? And wait, how come the dozen or so teenagers who had just streamed
out of the kitchen and started dancing in front of me were so unconscionably happy?
They were euphoric. They radiated contagious joy, bliss, elation, glee, delight. The last of the prawns was forgotten in
mid-air on its way to my mouth. My mouth itself was contorted in an inane grin.
If my hands weren’t so sticky, I would have jumped up and applauded. Suddenly life was too short for despondency.
My misery was cured, nuked by the Nuwe Graskoue
Trappers. These are the legendary folk dancers from the village of Wupperthal
who went to Los Angeles two years ago and won gold medals at an international
competition. They dance the riel, a
traditional courtship dance that has its origins in rituals performed for centuries
by the Bushmen, and they dance it with the enthusiasm of the possessed.
The outfits have been updated from loin cloths and
animal skins, but only as far as about the '50s – the boys wear red veldskoene,
waistcoats and hats, and the girls are in calf-length dresses, aprons and
kopdoeks. It’s a bit like tap, a bit like jitterbug, a bit like line dancing,
sometimes a bit like the twist, but it’s unique, and it’s uniquely fast. And
uniquely happy.
The therapist-in-chief behind both the restaurant
and the riel dance troupe is Floris Smith, who actually has no formal
qualifications in psychiatry. He is a chef, formerly of the five-star Bushmans
Kloof resort, and a retired ballet dancer, formerly of the Performing Arts Centre
of the Free State.
It seems strangely wonderful to come across a man of
such rare talent, generosity and compassion in an out-of-the-way dorp in the
Cederberg, but he has always defied orthodoxy. He is from a place you have not
heard of, Deben in the Northern Cape, but from the age of five he grew up in
the then Northern Transvaal and the Free State.
“Growing up in the Free State, the conservative kind
of, you know . . . you play rugby and
you do sports,” Smith says. “But I always had a passion for dance. I did it in front of the mirror, and I loved
dancing.”
He trained and performed with Pacofs while
completing a hotel management course in Bloemfontein, but dancing doesn’t pay
the bills so he took the restaurant route. Dancing remained part of his life;
working as a chef in Sabi Sands he learnt gumboot dancing, and in KwaZulu-Natal
he ran a traditional Zulu dance group.
He discovered riel seven years ago, when he went to
the annual riel-dancing competition staged in Paarl by the Afrikaans Language
and Culture Association, ATKV. At the time he was preparing gourmet meals at
Bushmans Kloof, which lies between Clanwilliam and Wupperthal, a village
established by Moravian missionaries in 1865.
“I was looking to contribute to a community project
in the area, specifically Wupperthal. I now knew about the riel and I was into
it. So we started the group. It was
great for me to be able to transfer my knowledge of stage presence, movement –
I can’t teach the kids to riel, it’s a difficult genre for me to grasp because
it’s a natural way of dancing, you either have it or you don’t.
“Then in 2013 they won the trophy [in Paarl], and
they just went on and on and on.”
On and on and on included their triumph in Los
Angeles, which overnight transformed riel from a minor curiosity few people had
ever heard of into a national performing arts sensation. Smith resigned as
executive chef at Bushmans Kloof in February last year to focus all his time
and energy on the group.
“The riel
just became alive, you know,” Smith says. “Since 2015 it’s just boomed. The Nuwe
Graskoue Trappers have become an idol for many communities because they saw
what could happen with something as basic as the riel.”
And what can happen is that countless lives can be
transformed – the lives of children growing up in poverty, surrounded by
terminal alcoholism and domestic violence. Many of the children are victims of
fetal alcohol syndrome, and even if they aren’t, there are few opportunities
for them beyond low-paid farm jobs.
“That’s the sad part,” says Smith. “Many times I wish
I had all the money in the world to have a hostel put up and take the kids out
of those circumstances . . . it’s quite
amazing to see what conditions some of them come out of. You spend two or three
days a week with them, max and then they go back to that.”
“Your bed
gets made every morning, you get fresh white towels every morning . . . When
you fly back, some of them go back to having to share a room with other
siblings, there’s no running water in their houses, and they’ve become these stars,
but they still live in the same conditions.
It’s quite heartbreaking.”
But Smith is showing the children they can aspire to
a better life, “and motivating them -- with hard work anything is possible”.
About four
months ago Smith bought the Dam Bistro and has ambitious plans for it –
including changing the name, because it’s not a bistro.
Also on the agenda are regular evenings like the one
I attended, a set meal in the courtyard accompanied by riel dancing on the
stoep. The restaurant provides tourists with the chance to see the famous Nuwe
Graskoue Trappers, and it provides training and jobs for the dancers.
“The one girl has just finished school with good
grades, but there’s no money to go study, so she’s a waiter here,” Smith says. “She’s
going to put money away, she’ll then go study. It’s a priority for me to create
jobs for kids within the project. At least there’s a job opportunity to be able
to work towards achieving your dream.”







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