amisole2n: Marriage.

amisole2n: Marriage.

Marriage.

Marriage was not an easy venture in the village of Sinduvutswa like I see around here You simply call a lady and tell her, “love you” come we stay and then it happens- so that after a few you begin kicking and punching, biting and chewing each other for the rest of your lifetime. Here, things were others tell you; a man had to arrange himself and after arranging himself, he would arrange himself again then tell the people that he was ready to marry. The girls in this village had good moral as compared to this modern girls who sway around in tiny things that you would actually have to give me a whole week to convince the people in my village that you are not naked, that is if I married you.

Given that these girls had good manners, good manners like refusing to turn back when you call them like chicken (psss…) the way some of you here have been called and they responded. The dowry was very high, very very high that a few of us were defeated to marry- look at me and tell me how many children I would be having by now, if not fifteen then I would be sleeping on duty.There are also some other things that come along with marrying- a wife is not an easy thing, you just see them in hipsters, the time they get into the house they grow horns from I don’t know where! That is a WIFE; Worries Invited For Ever! Many went my way and refused to marry- and this is the reason for our story today.

Nyake the village elder gave birth to very many boys; so many that even the Rift valley fever would not finish them, not even bird flu! He had very few cows to call dowry for his children whom had all reached the age of marriage. Mr. Nyake was even ashamed to meet at the table for meals with his expiring sons who needed to get married faster than fast. At times he would abscond council meetings because the other old men of the village would mock him. One day he decided to let the cat out of the bag- he told his sons the truth that he could not afford to pay for their dowry so that they could marry.

Matter of factly, the sons arranged for another meeting where they would pool together ideas for the way forward. I tell you, you would better be a child of a thief, but not a child of a poor man. Every one despises you; even the ugly reject you. These serious men came up with a decision that was going to get them out of this marital quagmire sooner than later. The people of Sinduvutswa were great thinkers; you are born and right from the time you drop down you should begin thinking. For instance, for my case no one told me where my mother’s milk was, I simply thought, the high you go the cooler it becomes, some of you here can not think, that is why you watch a couple for a whole two years since marriage they have no child… simply because they do not think and discover the power of giving!

Back to the meeting, a decision was reached by the sons of Nyake that because they could not afford to marry all at once, they would contribute all that they had inheritance they had gathered from the old man plus any other things, talk of the cats, the hens,and anything that has a name. They would put all this together and then ask one of them that they found to be an ideal choice to go and seduce some serious woman, pay the dowry and marry her. Women! What you do men? (Ask someone in the audience) Do you think this would work today? (Let the co-narrator answer): My friend it would certainly not work. (The first narrator asks the co-narrator): why? (co-narrator) you know this days my friend mothers are advising their daughters to aim higher. (1^st narrator) elaborate, you know this is not the age of metaphors. (Co-narrator): I mean mothers advise their daughters to look for a man who has money, a car, a train, an airplane or even a country of his own! (1^st narrator): Eh, vindu vyatinya!

Now the day came when all the sons of Nyake were to collect all they had to give one of their brothers who proved to be quite ambitious in the field of throwing love songs to the daughters of Eve Njoroge brought his fat goat, Otieno brought his akala shoes, ole moipei brought his cow not forgetting Wafula wa Wepukhulu alias mundu khu mundnu brought who brought his ingokho, in addition to mursik, kipng’etich also sacrificed and gave out his rain coat, and many more sons of nyake brought in many more that they could find. (let the narrators creatively act out this occasion).

(Exclamation) Ladies and gentlemen, it was not done and left at that point. A supporting agreement was entered by the sons of Nyake. The agreement stated that all the sons had the rights to the woman, they were all legitimate husbands who were to care for and love this woman – how good our village is at sharing! We even share the unsharable! They were all supposed to stay in the same house,( let every narrator mention one thing) (2^nd narrator); my friend there is a point you didn’t clarify to our listeners, you said that they were to remain in the same house, now, what about when the temperatures would rise? (1^st narrator) Well, ladies and gentlemen as I had earlier on said that we were good at sharing, the sons of Nyake drew a timetable… You have understood. Another thing, they were to work harder together and make sure that they sired enough children so that all of them would in the end find each a wife to marry and the future generation would also have enough women lowering their market then men would marry easily. They did not want this generation to face the same problem they faced.

The elder son from here went around looking for the best woman to marry and finally landed on the best of the best. Wanjiku was appealing to many and everyone loved her so the bigger brother married her. (The narrators can act out the marriage ceremony).

I tell you ladies and gentlemen don’t trust a human being, so long he eats food, don’t trust him. The bigger brother discovered the strength of the woman and soon changed his mind. He did not agree with the set terms when he entered the bridal bed he never came out up to this moment we are narrating this story efforts are being made to remove the big brother from the bridal for the others to also find an opportunity to taste the river and the source! The fate of the sons of Nyake will be read in some 12 months time.

Ladies and gentlemen the whole village of Sinduvutswa is concerned and making all efforts possible to see the final show down of the bigger brother. We would like to recruit those among you who have the heart for justice and are willing to join us in the fight to create equal opportunity on the bridal bed because the other sons of Nyake were also created. Otieno join us, Ruto we welcome you, Mohammed we are waiting for you, come one, come all…( let the narrators give commitment papers to the audience to sign them and sent them back to: Jivunie kuwa Mnyake@2007.com. Join in song and dance as you exit the stage.

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