200 years ago the Abasuba had not
arrived at their present core settlement- Mfangano island at Lake Victoria.
They are said to have been western Bantus and a close relative of the Luhyas.
Today there only lives a rare remnant of Suba speaking people whom it is feared
that the end of their era will be the end of Suba.
With no clear hierarchical descend,
the Suba may have been the lost brothers and friends to Mulogoli and Gusii {my
speculation}. Mulogoli, in the company of his brother the Gusii crossed from
Uganda to Rusinga island before parting, Mulogoli heading Westwards and Gusii
Eastwards. Suba is a corruption of suva which
in Maragoli means few or none.
Henry Okello, then a student under
the guide of Proffessor Ogot did an extensive research that applauded Luo
culture. Proffessor Mwanzi, Director at Kenyatta University Ruiru campus
refutes the claims that Luo people waved during settlement in Nyanza area but
agreeing that the few who could influence a majority of Bantu people had them
adopt their language- if so language can be distinguished from culture.
With a rich hilly escarpment and a
fresh water lake below the community found favour that was not replicated in
increased population growth mainly because of increased deadly malaria incident
reports there. There are barely 17,000 lives on the island whose a good number
are immigrant Luos.
Luos, as Mzee Okigo said influenced
greatly Suba culture through intermarriage and the teaching of Luo language as
mother-tongue in colonial period. Luo ladies are very attractive to the Suba
sons. What the children could learn most came from the mother. And when the
British arrived by the lake, two languages were paramount- Luo and Swahili.
It is unfortunate that so little of
this talked about people is in records. The main stone art at Kwitone hill, a
logo that the Abasuba Cultural monument uses is suggested to have been a
climatical {weather pattern} chart. What is not clear is the drawing’s sure
meaning. The consideration of women as rainmakers and the association of the
cave to a shrine may have indicated divergent meanings to what we would find
fitting.
The past stands strange and unknown
like the thick bushes on the hills. There are as many birds and crickets as
mosquitoes. The moon adorns the heavens during the dark and the view is
ecstatic to the night time fishermen away into the lake. Pollution is a
miller’s modern day grinding shortcut. The
roads are majorly beautiful paths that an animal jumps off when you almost by
it.
The future however will be decided by
man who has opened up beaches and small settlements beside the lake to open up
the hills. Bush clearance is a day to day activity. Sons continue to be born,
curious to know their history. Little is historically lost since we haven’t yet
devised apparatus and professionalism of looking in the past.
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picture source; katibaculturalrights.com |
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