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Luanda Reggae Defenders - what is your long term agenda?

Luanda Reggae Defenders is a now a popular movement with roots in Vihiga and border Siaya and Kakamega counties Attention is brought to the manner and conduct the movement has gained fame and followers, mainly the Youths. The movement capitalizes on funerals. With a poor culture of putting the dead to rest, the Reggae Defenders have taken it by storm and rebranded the infamous ‘Disco Matanga’ – disco at funeral. Reggae Defenders on move. Pic: Charles Rankings: Facebook They mobilize quickly on the day the dead will be discharged from the mortuary. They have this huge old school sound system that is over buzzing to no clear reggae song - that they hire a pickup to carry - and it has a young DJ mainly standing there than mixing anything. Often, against the rules, the casket is grabbed from a hearse vehicle and tied to a motorbike. There it will be swayed and jerk breaked between other motorbikes on the narrow roads. That, is, how a fellow soldier, often a young dead, is mourned. ...
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Fetching Water

Children started to cry in desire to follow their mothers and siblings to the river. Once they gain strength, they are given the light most jericans (or pots) which cannot quench thirst when full. The process grows up to become a tiresome one when they grow to suit the task. 

Fetching water was among responsibilities that prevented idling when it was off-farm season. It was both a working task and something to do when all work is settled. The swinging hips towards the river attracted boys whom when cows were reduced, they adopted the task. They went down to the river with their cousins and sisters.


To all, news were shared at the river- which girl is now married, who is now older, who died and all others. Boys and girls threw their bodies into the river defiantly to orders that the river may be polluted. Some went there to keep off from disturbance and stree at home. 

When the population grew in my time, I had to wake up early enough, when the fog was dense on the river and fetch fresh water before a line up. You could hear the noise of the jericans as I competed along other early birds. But in the day, when there was nothing to worry about, the round jericans could take their own motion in gravity and be controlled by the legs. 

Women and men who were building a new mud house or in a family with a ceremony that required much water could be gazed at from the other ridge. They made such recurring movements that pleased deep eyes. And when the village elder whistled for the cleaning of the spring, all came with their jembes. 
Mother; showing how she used to go fetch water.


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