

Mummy
continued that, members of the clan have poor relationship among themselves, as
a result most ladies from this area end up not getting married or if married
will be sent away by their husband due to indiscipline and misbehaving, they
end up floating at home giving their mothers burden to take care of their them and
their children.
Socially,
some of them do, but most of them are jealous, I don’t understand why this is
so. On the other hand, this clan is blessed with fertile soils, vegetation, and
land scope but, what spoil everything is jealousy, the moment you cultivate
something and the harvest ids high, they will try a way of doing away with you.
Now instead of doing away with that person, why don’t you join hand so that
he/she advice you on how high yield can be obtained. This is very bad.
I
asked Mummy, what do they always use to do away with people of such calibre you
talked on? She replied, my son, people have different ways of doing things and
they will not tell you that I am coming or you can see them carrying it, I wish
you can see you might have escaped the trap. They use local herbs “Yat”. They
usually mix it in the food or drinks but when you failed to be trapped, they
will either greet you with it or spray and you step on it or put on the padlock
so that you are opening the door you will get trapped; others just use fellow
friends to pour it on you bed, clothes,bed sheet or shoes.
If I
have to flash back, one day I was travelling with my elder brother through a
certain place that is known for claiming lives of people by the use of the
local herbs. When we reach a certain homestead, we were very thirsty and no
borehole or well was nearby the road. The place was very dry and bushes were
burnt; then my brother said, what should we do? I replied, let’s move to that
nearby homestead and have some water to drink. W we were approaching the home,
everybody was scared and they all look misery. There was a young boy who was
sitting near the door from outside.
We
asked the boy, can we have some water please? The boy thought and asked the
mother which water I should take to this people, the mother replied, the one in
the small pot. They had two pots, the big one and the small one. The big on is
not poisoned but the small one is poisoned. I asked my brother “How many water
do we have on earth, for me I know one?” they we sent for water brought the
water in a clean calabash, during those days, there was no cups, people use
calabash for drinking water. The moment
my brother saw the boy coming with water and shaking seriously due to fear that
we shall be poisoned, my brother said, thank you for the water we are alright
now. I didn’t know why my brother said so and on the other hand I was very
angry with him thinking that he doesn’t want me to drink water. We didn’t take
the water and that is how we escape death.
Our
journey was not over we moved to the next homestead where we got a young girl
baby seating. No one was home. We requested the girl for some water and she
brought it in a clean plastic cup, I wandered this should be a rich family
because I have never seen a cup before and affording to buy a cup or even get
them was like castrating a male dog. I wanted to take it first but my brother
remembers what my Mum told her how to detect poisoned water from the one which
is not poisoned. Poisoned water once drop to the ground/bear floor, will crack
the floor immediately but the one which is not poisoned will not crack the
floor.
My
brother drop a little of water to the floor and it cracked immediately, my
brother told the girl, thanks you for the water and poured it a way. The girl
didn’t know why my brother did it like that.
When
we reach the last homestead near the road we finally found a well with very
clean water more than all we met. We found a young girl fetching it, we
requested her for some in the calabash and she gave it to us. We took it as
much as possible. That is briefly my experience in the world of death, what
about you? Have you ever gone through difficult herms as this? Time after we
reach home safely.
While
schooling, there was a girl whom I got in relationship with, she was at her
primary level of education where adolescent prevails and take control over the
body. As they studied, I had a friend who tried to hook her jokingly. I
thought, that was a joke but you know village girls there is no joking, they
believe it’s true. For m e I was completing my Ordinary level. I asked him, my
friend, do you know how family which the girl comes out of it behave? Do you
know how they react to boys who try to ruin the future of their daughters? He
replied, Yes, the family is very Anguish, and aggressive. To confirm this I
went and asked my Mum because she is the only person whom all information can
be got, she describe as a “cruel family”.........
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