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Taita Cultural Night – Pictures
So I attended the most recent Taita Cultural Night, and I had a wonderful time. I’m going to try and share the night with you by posting some pictures. (Videos later – slow uploading). I took the pictures with my moile phone so they aren’t very clear. Still, I hope you enjoy. 😉
First, some food. I labelled it, so that I could explain: 1. Chapati ; 2.Kimanga ya matoke (mashed plantain); 3. Nduda ; 4. Matumbo (tripe) ; 5. Beef; 6. Pure (mixture of beans and maize taita style); 7. Kimanga ya Sweet Potato (mashed sweet potato).
Next, the Taita traditional drink. Commonly made out of sugar cane, honey or corn. This particular glass was from honey but tasted evil. Its traditional name: Mbangara
Some lovely dancing ladies:
Finally, traditional Taita drummers whipping the crowd into a frenzy. Trust me, the drums were AWESOME!!
Your friends on the News? (Updated)
Yesterday I saw a former classmate on the news, one of the boys killed in the Ziwani massacre of three boys by our very own Police.
Indeed he was not perfect but he was no dangerous repeat well-known criminal as the police described him. What really happened? No one will ever know.
May they rest in peace; may we all rest in peace.
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For those of you who haven’t yet heard, a couple of nights ago….when Man U were being thrashed in Copenhagen, some cops came visiting to a certain house in Ziwani. They knocked the door at around midnight, saying they were the police…..they then asked ‘Vijana wako? Tunataka kuwaona!’ (Are the boys here? We want to see them!)
You can’t and shouldn’t lie to cops so the three boys were called out, they were all related (I think the two 20 year 0lds were brothers-in-law and the younger one was a nephew of theirs).
When cops in Kenya want to see your kids in the middle of the night, something’s really really wrong, so the mother wanted to go with the cops and her boys, asking what was wrong….the boys and some of the cops had already gone out of sight and it is at this time that gunshots pierced the serene night….someone, one of the boys, screamed for help, he got pumped with lead instead. This is the Ziwani massacre.
It doesn’t make sense to me! Even if the boys were hardcore crime kingpins, who decided they were guilty AND sentenced them to death?
It seems our cops are robbers, even if only of life. Some months ago, still in Ziwani, a cop (or cops-I’m not sure) came knocking demanding to see the kijana in the house, he later shot him 7 times in the HEAD, a few metres from the boy’s bedroom.
What’s going on?