D'EJA' vu

chapter 5: Praise the gods.

  The rain has been falling since the morning was young,  it's almost noon and  it still at its peak,  I could not complain
Cause it gave me room to forget yesterday's incident, and Mami look less tensed  Worrying about her baby crops which my not survive the heavy impact of the rain,
  i just hopes it leaves some of them for me, 
Mother thought out loud, ( pacing worriedly). These was not the first rain to have fell, neither will it be the last,.. So why was mami acting so nervous?and why do I see so much fear in her eyes?  and as if I had voiced those questions  out,  mami rushed towords me, folding my palm into fist partially but firmly, she whispered..am scared, not just because of our farm but for our safety...for your safety. I could barely hear her but I could feel what she feel's maybe even more, I was terrified.
   the rain came to a hult at mid noon, and some hours later, the voice of Mami discoursing with biriwas mother about the situation of things woke me up.  I listened Keenly and according to her, there was no course for alarm, the white men came with peace and plenty of fine gift for us.
Is it so? I asked biriwa, who confirmed it with a nod,  in fact while the rain was falling they paid our chief a comly visit.
they told him their plans of moving  mutanga forward. I didn't know the white man speaks, (wa'ba'ri) no,no,  biriwa chukled,
They don't, they speak their  strange foreign language, that sounds like the whistling of a sparrow.  He laughed proudly, probably for knowing so much about the white man.
But..( clearing his throat) but there was another, man with them. A man.. a white man?
No no,  he was of our skin and he spoke wa'ba'ri. but he is not from mutanga nor any of the surrounding village's,  he speaks the white man's tongue also, and acts as a bridge between our chief and the white man.
Thank the gods, I was relieved. The best part is they want to meet us at the square at today's eve, to announce their intentions.
Would you come? I don't  know,  I will ask mami and find out if am free to come. look at you,  he smirked,  don't tell me you are still scared of the  white man? I didn't say so, I only said if... Since when did you start asking your mum to go to the square? His question was true, there was no longer a reason  to be scared, so why am I still afraid, and am also afraid to agree to the fact that I am afraid. So just because you had the opportunity to witness the white man talk to the chief, it makes you a daredevil? and how does my wanting to take permission from my mum, makes me a coward? I threw bluntly,  why are you getting all worked up, I was only trying to make a joke, well I don't appreciate it! ok  am sorry.
  
I wasn't proud at the manner I talked to biriwa, but I felt insecure, I don't know why
But i couldn't control my emotions, yet I will attend the  gathering, and meet the white man. 
   
Day swept gently away until dark was all we could see. The night was cold, so it was only Adviceable to  set fire at the center of the square to keep warm,  we were all there,
We waited patiently for their  arrival.
I wonder, why there skin is white,  I mean the gods are never unjust so why did they curse there race with (kan'telo, or leprosy)
I wonder how I would survive the shame being so ugly,  I laughed to myself,  it's funny. We're do they get their  beasts  from?
Some run so fast,  with out limbs, yet they make strange tracks that can't be read.
  all these questions crept into my mind,  and so my curiosity devoured my fear,  I could not wait to hear the sound of there voice. 
It wasn't long after t the priest apprentice
Introduced the priest, the white men followed. They came in their numbers, they were so much that they almost outnumbered we there host, if these was the numbers of the pepole who are to represent the mass in there stead. it's either
We are few, or the  world outside mutanga is huge.
  
A pleasant evening to you all, we come in peace and perfect tidings, the almost over average heighted man whose robe seems too long for his body,the night was dark so I could not make anything of his face, these must be the man that came with the white man and speaks wabiri. he spoke in a voiced that sounds almost too feminine for a man, I poked biriwa, and told him what I was thinking, it made us listen intently, not because of his message but his voice, and once we heard the squick in his voice, we threw our heads back in laughter,   drawing the attention of the entire crowd, he paused 
briefly to stare at our direction, he then continued. We are aware that our forefather's had a rough start, an encounter we will forever live to regret,
Which is why we have come to attorn for the mistakes our ancestors have made.
How can we completely eradicate all the sauer memories and lost that you have incured? that might not be possible, but we don't want our past to define our future,
"instreban, Lepanto Bewa," ( the past is gone, the present is today but the future is now)  so please help us help our self's  bury these hatchet, so we can build a beautiful tomorrow, not just for us, but for your wives your sons and daughters.
The cheer and applauds, was enough to express our approval.

The meeting at the square was exciting and probably one of the gatherings I was interested in, I was very much engrossed, that I didn't notice Sabina, infact she's still the list of my interest.