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Heavy responsibilities for elder aunt among the Logooli

With Seenge Fonesi. She is the elder grand daughter of Isagi and elder daughter of Amugasya. She is often present in functions involving the family of Amugasya. Pic taken on 18/4/2024. The elder sister soon becomes the elder aunt. It is this “seenge munene” (elder aunt) tag that she is tied to many cultural responsibilities – back home. To her marital family she may appear as any other woman, but she is not so in the eyes of her people. Marriage does not steal her away as it would happen with other daughters of the old man. To her, as days go and the old man and woman of the estate are dependents, she becomes increasingly present.  Her brothers also need her for almost all traditional markings. They are marrying, she needs to welcome the new wife. They are giving birth, she needs to come to midwife or “bless” the new born. They are paying dowry she needs to lead the women delegate. There is a conflict she needs to come for a hearing.  And many others. Traditions does not expect her to
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...WRITINGS ON TOILET WALLS

‘I swear that I have never written on any toilet wall.’ I have never thought of that. Why should I even swear to what I have never done? It was just a quote anyway- from the toilet wall. Among many witch-instigating activities, when I undertook primary education in the rural area, where ghosts could appear and clean the compound, what the teachers warned us about was not to write on the walls- of toilets. It was a crime to be found with a chalk or you’ll be judged under the penal code; You are the one who writes on the road. With a white chalk on the murram road in the village, the primitive media could spread such a wrong motive so quick.

Careless writing is a sign of stupidity. If you love writing so much there are avenues to that. If you can draw well enough, why can’t you challenge the gurus- like Pablo Picasso? What about when we do it involuntary? The lecturer is dictating notes and I can’t just stand that in a higher learning class. I drift to drawing a hen on the page. My friend draws something different- a gun. In the toilet, in such a manner, when the environment is good and the phallic stage too dormant, one can find self scribbling a few quotes somewhere. If the pen is not in, reading is enjoyable.

The Christian Union members having realized that writings on the walls can be of greater fishing of the lost sheep, one note in HH hall lavatory reads at the end that, ‘Fools say there is no God.’ To them, writing on the wall is bad but pinning a photocopied paper is such a great honour to the Lord. Well, they are fools too. Just on sideways of the post are writings of those already committed in Satan’s hands. For the strength I have on such during excretion moment make the process both good and bad- the unity of life. The last time I checked I saw the paper torn. It is not good to call people fools dear brothers.

Starting from 8-4-4 buildings down to OML and up to Nyayo the men lavatories are a place to shake and shake and shake till you are sure that the last drop will not settle in the innerwear while looking up where only the tall could reach with the pen. After a fart, a common successor of a well emptied bladder, one walks out smiling. You know life is funny and the better you can imagine the more you’ll find it magical and beautiful. I always think about what kind of motivations were behind such a writer.

In High school, the dining hall prefect had found his name well hated in the loo. He pronounced war on the victim. He started going through books of all he thought hated him to confirm the handwriting. Such threats in primary schools can send the criminals to surrender. While doing a needs assessment among Ayany Primary School Prefects, among their problems was that there were pupils who were thoroughly using the urinal pit walls as suggestion and complain boxes. Girls were using their period fluids to do the same! I had still not heard of those who never use tissue papers and use fingers to cleanse themselves. Some toilets have a metereolite trails ranging from freshly yellow, newly brown to past grey and black. A lavatory and personal hygiene unit should be introduced.

Raila is a *, Uhuru is *, Exams are a pain in the * and Instead of E, the university should suggest an F for those who have indeed Failed. Humorous enough, if such can be, there are writings whereby the first writer introduces a motion on the wall. The other ghosts of similar culture will not fail to answer. They will do it well in point form. A study on the writings suggests that most of them are promiscuous. Some straight and others bent. The youth love sex and any topic of same agenda will receive feedback. If I want my blogspot to have a thousand views in a day, I should write about a vagina.

It is from the fool’s mouths and thoughts that authors get interested to write about. You know, if there were no such things, I couldn’t write this article. I should say that if we were good, there would be no media or books. They are appealing because they say how 'bad' can be entertaining.

Bad in large quantities make minute good to be so valued. If heaven provides only good, how will I enjoy the good when I don't drift to bad? And as we live, not knowing what, I cherish everything and frown on the crazy things that later prompt humour and thinking. And so, if the lavatories are ordered to be repainted because the USA President is visiting, I will be interested in the first reading a mad person will write on the wall. If I meet such a person, of course I’ll frown and order him to stop. But now that I am not a CCTV to catch up with them, I will enjoy their weird writings for life gets interesting with such.


 
A noble thought here. Source: jezzbean.wordpress.com


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