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The house that Torindo built

11 Nov 2019 at 06:37hrs | Views
Young Torindo grew up in the village where his umbilical cord lies buried, symbolic of the way everyone finally ends up.

Herding cattle and playing pastures soccer was part of the daily chores with their attendant cat fights. Foraging for wild fruits and roots was taken for granted to the extend of writing off lunches at home, that is the way it was for Torindo.

Talk of rural schooling, it was real fun for the young village boy since school had that aura of urbanism.

Glass windows and cemented floors on structures gave the place that city touch. Teachers represented civilisation so much that greeting a classroom practitioner and getting a reply was  great achievement for the boy with no shoes.

Indeed shoes were utter luxury since even the parents had shoes so old, torn and bent upwards as if meant for skiing.

At school Torindo did not disappoint, very intelligent, diligent and always punctual. Days moved unnoticed and years saw Torindo at High School (boarding), great feat indeed. Even the parents feared the 'puberting' boarder boy would be witched or struck by dark forces.

School over, Torindo changed companies working in towns and cities like what most successful school leavers did. Married with kids and now retired the beer loving pot-bellied chatter-box has put up a modest homestead deep in Mash. Central not far from the earth covered umbilical cord.

Of course courtesy of caring children. The fear of witches still lingers.

The house that Torindo built.

Thomas Murisa. Chinehasha.

Source - Thomas Murisa
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