In our country, we are very privileged to have a day set aside for us to celebrate our different heritages. It is called Heritage Day.It is a day in which we are meant to showcase how each culture is kept alive and how people should not loose sight of who they are. It is a day on which we are supposed to unite in our diversity and celebrate that same aspect.As our national motto extols: !ke e: /xarra //ke, in the Khoisan language and “Diverse people unite” in English. Its on our coat of arms.However, during a short visit to the Eastern Cape this past weekend, my mind was jolted to observe that heritage meant different things to different people.That it was mostly Africans who were adorned in traditional splendour and celebrated our Heritage, so to speak.This oddity was observed as I was travelling from town to town along the Garden route and stopping at different towns. This observation led me to assume, for a moment, that the other people in this “diversity” do not have anything to show for their cultures. I even questioned whether they were possessed of any cultures at all.I couldn’t help but notice that something was odd.I then asked myself: Are we going about this the right way as a country?.Or is everything about this day celebrated just as a window dressing to make things seem well and good in the country.Window dressing for a photo opportunity or to make it for the 15 seconds of fame on the small screen for the newscast of the day.In this day and age it seems as if we take pride in doing things that are not tapping into wealth of the country and seem to wallow in that pseudo-luxury type of fantasy.We need to do things in a sense that make it relevant for all to take part in.It is time we engage in activities that speak to more than the attire.