A Wife Demands the Death of her Mother-in-Law

A Wife Demands the Death of her Mother-in-Law

A Wife Demands the Death of her Mother-in-Law

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A couple had been in a courtship for years and one day the guy told his girlfriend that they should get married. She agreed, but she gave him a condition: “Unless you kill your mother, you cannot marry me.”

Unless you kill your mother, you cannot marry me!

The young man took his spear and went back home to kill his mother. But before he entered the house where his mother was with his siblings, he peeped through the window and he saw his mother was eating. Then his baby brother defecated; the mother wiped her son clean and she continued eating. After a while the same baby boy vomited and again she wiped him, then after she continued eating without washing her hands. The son was emotionally touched while he was peeping from outside. Then he entered the house and asked his mother, “So, this is how you have been nurturing us?”
His mother answered, “Yes.”
Again the son asked her, “This is how exactly you have been nurturing me?”
“Yes, my son,” the mother said.
“Mother, when I was coming home I had my spear and I wanted to kill you
because I have a girlfriend whom I want to marry. She told me that I should
first kill you so that I can marry her, but I was emotionally touched when I
saw you wiping my baby brother after he defecated and vomited, and you
didn’t wash your hands and you just continued eating.”
The young man decided to shift his mother and siblings to a different village and made for them a new home. Then he came back and he paid a full dowry and married his girlfriend telling her, “I have killed my mother as you asked me to”.

After some months, the new wife got pregnant. While in her seventh month of pregnancy, the husband told her, “We are going to construct our two houses and you will be the one carrying all the building materials like grass used for thatching the house, but also you have to do the domestic work.”

She replied, “I can’t do all this work alone because I am pregnant. Maybe I will get one of my sisters at home to help me.” But the husband insisted, reminding her, “You asked me to kill my mother who could have been of help to you, and so you should do the work.”

This became a routine even during her second, third, and fourth pregnancies, and she complained to her husband, “Whenever you know I am pregnant, that is when we demolish the houses and construct the new ones!”

I can’t do all this work alone because I am pregnant. Maybe I will get one of my sisters at home to help me

The husband asked his wife, “Do you love your mother?”
“Yes,” she said.

“Then why did you ask me to kill my mother? Because she would have helped you during all this time, but instead it seems you wanted to be alone.”

He decided to bring his mother and siblings back and when the wife saw her mother-in-law coming from a distance she ran to hug her.

The following morning the wife brewed alcohol and they called a gathering of all the in-laws, and the entire community was present. The husband stood up in front of the gathering and told them, “My people, I called you here because years back my wife asked me to kill my mother so that I could marry her. I faked my mother’s death so I married my wife, but whenever she becomes pregnant I tell her to re-construct our houses.”

My people, I called you here because years back my wife asked me to kill my mother so that I could marry her. I faked my mother’s death so I married my wife, but whenever she becomes pregnant I tell her to re-construct our houses.

Everyone was saddened by this story and afterwards they slaughtered three cows: one for the return of the mother, a second one for reunification of the family, and the third one for the faking of the mother’s death. They lived happily with their family; the wife took care of the whole family including the mother in-law, and even sometimes even bathed her.

Reflections:

1) Why does the wife ask her husband to kill his mother? 
2.) Have you ever been angry or jealous enough to wish death on someone? What did you do when you felt this way?
3) When a woman is pregnant is it fair to expect her to do all the work without assisting her?
4) Should the husband have spent so long preparing his revenge? Were his actions fair?

The Wife Demands the Death of her Mother-in-Law

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The Goat and her Young Ones

The Goat and her Young Ones

The Goat and her Young Ones

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There was a goat who had two kids, and they lived in a house near the mountain. And when they were staying there, the dry season came and all the grass was getting dry. When the grass was getting dry, Goat told her kids, “I am going to go near the water stream and look for some green grass.” She then cautioned, “Just stay in the house until I come back and when you hear my voice singing a song, you can open the door.” So, she started teaching them the song that she would sing.

“Open the door; I’m your mother. I brought for you enough grass. Open the door; I’m your mother. I brought for you enough grass.” IF you hear me singing this song with my voice, then you open the door.

The mother went and when the sun was about to set the mother came back and sang the song. When they heard the song, her kids opened the door. She brought a lot of grass, and they ate, and ate, and ate, until they got full and wanted to sleep. They slept and the next day in the morning, the mother went again to get some grass. And in the evening, she came back and sang a song, and when they opened the door, she was there with the grass.

Open the door; I’m your mother. I brought for you enough grass. Open the door; I’m your mother. I brought for you enough grass.

 

On another day there was a hyena walking around the area. The hyena saw the mother came and sang a song and then the kids would open the door and she entered the house. While the goats are eating the grass, and eating the grass, the hyena said, “That’s it! I have to come with a plan!” He says, “Tomorrow when the mother left, I will come and sing the song. So, when the mother left for fetching grasses, the hyena came and sang this song: “Open the door; I’m your mother. I brought for you enough grass. Open the door.” The kids didn’t open the door. They hyena sang and sang and sang until he got tired and then he just left. As he was walking away, the hyena was thinking about what he can do so that the little goats can open the door for him, so he can eat. He was thinking, thinking, thinking, what can he do and suddenly he remembered that there was a kujur that he could visit. He thought to himself maybe I can go to the kujur and change my voice. So, he went to the kujur and he told the kujur that he wanted to change his voice because when he’s singing, his voice is big—it’s not sweet/good (giafa). So he wants to change his voice so it becomes smaller and sweeter, and people, when they hear it, they enjoy it.

So, the kujur said, “ok, no problem. You go and bring me a white chicken and a red sheep.” So, the hyena went and look for all these things and he found them and he brought them back to the kujur. So, when he brought those to the kujur, the kujur told him to lay down and open his mouth. So, he laid down and opened his mouth. And the kujur went and put a stone on fire until it got red with heat and he put the stone in the hyena’s mouth. And the stone rolled inside his body until it came out from the other side. After that, the hyena started crying, and crying and crying. When fire was rolling in his stomach, he was crying but the voice coming of him was not his voice. Then he started asking himself, “who is this crying beside me?” When he asked this, the fire started cooling down in his stomach. And then he said, “Oh, that is me!” “Yes, it’s you!” And then when he starts singing, he will hear a different sound.

So, he quickly ran to where the goats are. When he reached there, he stood at the front door. He started singing in a sweet voice. So, when they heard the song, the goats’ kids opened the door and when the door opened, the hyena jumped in and got them all. So he ate them all and he ate and ate and ate and only blood remained. Then he locked the door and he went to his house.

So, the goat’s mother returned and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang but the door would not open. At last, she broke in to the house. (6:47) And, inside, she found only bones. And she started crying, crying, crying crying and she asked herself, “Who did this? All I have are those children. Who came and ate them all?” She prepared a funeral and the funeral finished. At the time of the funeral, her brother came and told her “You Goat! What you have to do is look for the cause of the deaths of your kids. Because if you find who did that, then we can seek punishment for what he did.” She said, “OK.” After the funeral finished, the Goats went to the kujur’s house. She told the kujur that her two children were eaten by somebody but she didn’t know who. She came and she didn’t find her kids, but rather only blood. The kujur said, “Ok, I can give you medicine that will tell you who killed your kids.” So, the kujur prepared his medicine and suddenly the hyena appeared. The kujur told the goat that the hyena is the one who ate your kids. Now, what do you want to do to the hyena now?” “What we can do; we don’t need to kill the hyena.” Because the hyena ate her children in the daytime Let’s make his daytime his night and the night become his daytime so in the daytime, the hyena will be sleeping and at night he will be walking around so he cannot find anything to eat at night unless those who are also walking at night. So that’s why now you can see all the hyenas sleeping during the day and walking around at night looking for something to eat.

And that the punishment given to the Hyena for eating the kids of the goat and that’s the end of the story.

The Goat and her Young Ones

Narrated by John Onwar Akol

Storytelling Session Details
Storyteller: John Onwar Akol
Language: Arabic
Story Collectors: Henry John Onwar and Danguru Enoch Joseph
Place: Gudele Block 8, Juba
Date: 2015

Note: this recording was made for the course African Literature taught by Dr. Rebecca Lorins in the Department of English Language and Literature, College of Arts and Humanities at the University of Juba. Translation from Arabic to English by Elfatih Atem and Rebecca Lorins.
 

The Murdered Pig

The Murdered Pig

There was a man called Konye who raised a complaint more than once in a village court. The case was pertaining to a fierce and wild pig, owned by his uncle, Lonja, which was destroying his farm and all that he cultivated.

The complainer advised Lonja to put an end to this violation. But Lonja was unable to stop his pig and his violations increased.

Konye was very angry and promised to kill the pig if it came again to destroy his farm. But Lonja did not restrain his pig from going to the farm of Konye and it went again to dig the potatoes and consume the tasty okra which were growing there.

One day, the man found the pig digging the okra and eating it and breaking the maize canes in his farm. He became very angry; he took his spear and stabbed the pig. And when the pig died, he carried it and threw it in front of the members of the court, saying to them, “Now I have solved the problem alone and killed the pig which caused huge damage to my plantation.”

Now I have solved the problem alone and killed the pig which caused huge damage to my plantation.

 

Lonja demanded compensation for his stabbed pig. Lonja’s nephew responded, “I do not reject it; but you must compensate for the plentiful loss caused by your pig to my crops.” The negotiation between the two in the court went on for a long time and the dead pig remained in the centre of court.

The dead pig began to rot and to smell very bad. Members of the court agreed that he was to be cooked and offered to those in court attendance. The court halted the case in session to eat. After they had eaten the delicious pork, they returned to the case deliberation.

The chief of the court opened the case after he had eaten and was satisfied with pork, saying, “Killing of a pig is not a matter that people should remain quiet about in any case and for any reason. Because a farmer farms so that he may buy pigs, and he suffers in with farming to produce a lot so that he may buy a large number of pigs that he can marry with. We have never heard that one day one of us has married with sorghum or potatoes.”

 

We have never heard that… one of us has married with sorghum or potatoes.

 

The members of the court agreed with their chief. One of the members said, “Konye should pay back the pig to Lonja.” All agreed on the verdict.

The president said, “You, Konye, must pay the fine. Do you have any objection?”

Konye said, “Yes, I agree to pay Lonja the price of the pig. But who is going to pay? It is you the court members who ate the pork, so you are the ones to pay. But Lonja must also pay me for the damage caused by his pig to my farm.”

Everyone laughed for his eloquence, sense, and wisdom and agreed with his mind.

Reflections:

1) Was this a just resolution?
2) What does your community value as highly as this community values pigs?

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