THE STORIES ARE ABOUT LOVE EPISODES ,DRAMMAS,TRADITIONS ,VENGEANCE, AND CONQUERING. IT INSPIRES PEOPLE ESPECIALLY YOUNG ADULTS

Nanana woke out of her bed, that that was made up of long sticks running horizontally from top to bottom, the end lines for both sides were hugged by "Y" shaped short and thick sticks which held it firmly, it's middle layer thatched with a heap of dry grass. and on the top was a well spread dried animal skin that shone like a mirror perhaps to indicate how appreciative it's been. this was her grandmother's gift to her before she ascended to the gods,she dushed out of the triangular shaped hut spread with a mixture of mud and cow dug on its walls. The sun raise emprased her as if ready to give her the day's news. she sat outside to draft her next moves, planned the day's work, and her future,she was to take breakfast, clean the feeding items, cook,and look after the young calves as that was her duty. She went to her mother's cooking place, a triangular shaped hut mainly used as a kitchen, it was made up with a mesh of sticks thatched with grass, Nanana dragged herself lazily into the hut to a deserted ground that denied even the birds an opportunity to make melody ,the silence was gravy not even the a house fly could be heard.and the heat from the scorching sun hit her tender head ,"its already burning out here "and its still Six AM !,she asked herself. but bend her back and bowed her head to the small door, she thought of having her breakfast outside ,that day, A mountainous ancient mugumo tree stood right behind the rectangular hut,just adjacent to the cow shed, with its long arm like branches swaying in the air as if in a dancing mood. she kept thinking about her mother and her whereabouts, but she could not think about her father since they could only meet on special occasions, but immediately ,Nanana took out her breakfast, a long brown beaded guard, filled with warm unboiled milk, and sat on a wooden stool to pump her lean body with energy for the already long hot day, she could swallow as much as her tiny oesophagus could allow. The belch indicated a sigh of satisfaction. she sat there for some time perhaps to allow digestion, she could mummur a few words maybe thinking about her life and future in general, she woke up went to the kitchen and cleaned anything she set her eye on. then took a grass made broom and swept the mugumo leaves that formed a carpet right on the ground, she then took a pot and headed to the river .all along thinking about her life and the future, She filled the pot and made it a comfortable sit on her head her hands swinging in the air perhaps for support and comfortability. The thoughts of Nkirotet her long time friend crept into her tender mind, she was surprised since she rarely think about her,"maybe she's not okay!She thought, "or maybe she is "! but decided to give a dismissal to her thoughts since there wasn't much she could do to see her, she was taken away to a far place from her reach. She at last gave a sigh of relief after pulling off the pot off her head, She walked straight to the hut, made some food, soup made of smoked meat, and some herbal leaves that she picked from the yard. she then took off for herding, she grazed the calves and took them to the river to quench their thirst which they drunk gluttonously due to the scorching sun. Nanana headed home, grazing back the calves as usual, the heat was unbearable, Nanana found rescue under a big acacia tree nearby, the calves too laid there as if to keep her company. They stayed there until a handful of clouds covered the scorching sun and now they could get back to their journey. A voice from the back almost tore her small heart", hello "supa"which meant how are you, ........... she finally gained courage,...."hello too,but her mango shaped eyes were almost popping out of the skull. she thought quickly, "what is this wicked creature doing here,?! they stared at each other for a moment and then the young man left hurriedly on noticing her discomfort. perhaps to indicate his harmless nature. Nanana Then hurriedly drove the calves home amid hurrying and running, she kept looking back to make sure that she was alone with the calves. finally she was out of the bushy forest, and the home aroma invited her with an exiting breeze, She breathed in and out, and took a bamboo made cup filled it with water from the pot and it fought for space in her gullet. Her mother sat just where she was in the morning, "good day mama"?she greated,"goodday Nanana meaning "my tender one" "where were you in the morning "?"i really missed you,Her mother replied i went to Nabulu's home her mother invited me to be her girlfriend, " she said. "girlfriend!!!!? how ? no you are still young for that information, her mother explained. Nanana just left to the kitchen to satisfy her hunger, but the scene kept replaying in her brain.she thought and thought and thought, but couldn't understand a bit of anything she was told. She wanted to ask her mother for more details but couldn't, since her mother is a serious type personality and couldn't answer more than two questions. She laid down on her shiny skin bed,that indicated appreciation of ancient times, this was a gift from ancestors, since it was a gift from her grandmother after she ascended up to the God's, She appreciated it and her grandmother too, she was her favourite, she kept thinking about how she used to call her "entito oo lashumpa"nalo too ntekei,"meaning a European girl that could fly in aeroplanes,she couldn't connect anything, since she had never seen Europeans neither an aeroplane, she remembered a story she ever narrated to her, of a girl that was taken by Europeans for a long period of time and came back speaking a foreign language. the more she thought about it the more she got interested in the deep story, she was taken away by a wave of heavy sleep, she dreamt of a very beautiful girl that looked exactly like her, who was taking to her in a language she couldn't comprehend. The girl interested her so much that when she woke up she thought it was a reality, she went to her mother to ask what and who a European was,her mother just gave her very little information, she'd tell her that Europeans are people with a white skin and brown hair with blue eyes and lives very far from where they lived, infact she told her they lived in the farthest end of the world. She went unsatisfied, but kept praying to see the young girl she dreamt of. suddenly the earlier incident replayed episodically the young man she met earlier, the greeting, the hurry, the scare and the stare,everything was happening so fast, they drove the cattle home and closed the homesteads with dry branches of trees and went to the huts, as she went to the hut, she met her dad outside her mother's hut which was a rare occasion. she bowed her head to greet him, "Nanana supa"meaning how was your day tender one,"good evening papa !" meaning father they went separate ways as her father went to his own hut that was quite a distance from where her mother's hut compound was . "he seems unhappy!"she thought. but gave no attention so long as he wasn't wild that day. he was usually red eyed when drunk of locally made alcohol and could yell from a ten kilometres mile away. They sat near the fire with her mother dozing while seated she tried to ask her questions but she was too drowsy, she served the supper , her mother took her father's meal to his hut,but unusual she stayed for a long time, Nanana was carried away by heavy sleep that she didn't notice her mother coming . Her mother held a lamp made of a small metallic bottle with a piece of a cotton cloth inside deeped in paraffin with her finger to put it off.then rubbed her legs with her To bare hands and slept. soon the entire hut was rulled by a heavy snore. TO BE CONTINUED ON THE SECOND EPISODE..........