Sunday, October 4, 2015

Reading Diary B - African Stories

African Stories

Makoma is a African, specifically Zimbabwe, legend of a great warrior and his quests through danger and triumph. Here is  a summery of his ventures as his many tales are long and wordy and would take up a lot of space and require the viewer to perhaps read more than expected.

Makoma was born different than regular boys, he grew fast and strong at a higher rate and was destined for greatness. He gave himself the name Makoma after being nameless and jumping into a crocodile pool and killing them all. When he rose out of the pool of blood he said "I am Makoma" which means "Greater."

He then ventured away to become a hero. He cam across a mountain making giant. With his iron hammer 'Nu-endo' he struck the giant who charged at him and the giant shrank to a small man. He gained the giants strength and threw the now small man into his sack.

After more venturing he came across another giant who hurled the earth around making rivers, proceeded to provoke him by saying he was greater like he did the former, and struck him and so on and so fourth. Now he had two giants that were now small men, in his bag.

He came across a third giant who planted great trees. He challenged him, dodged a thrown tree, struck him with his hammer Nu-endo, and again put him in his bag as another servant.

He then came across a man eating fire in a barren land. Another challenge was issued, Makoma dodged the flame spirits fire breath, threw his hammer at him, and defeated him, again placing him in his bag and retrieving his power.

"And now, truly, Makoma was a very great hero for he had the strength to make hills, the industry to lead rivers over dry wastes, foresight and wisdom in planting trees, and the power of producing fire when he wished."

Makoma and his now loyal servants set camp at a nice oasis of sorts by a river. A river spirit would be the next challenge. His long grey beard be the mist that hovered on top of water in the morning. The spirit and Makoma would do battle, but this one more difficult. Nu-endo slipped off the slimy spirits body and Makoma got trapped in the long grey hair. He then blew fire from his mouth burning the hard and struck the spirit killing him.

Makoma would have a vision from his ancestors that would tell him he would grow weary and go crazy if he not find and defeat the spirit Sakatirina alone. Makoma gave his servants back their powers and set off. He came to two mountains, Sakatirina's feet. He strike them, nothing happened, he light fire to them, nothing happened, then he was picked up by a huge hand from the clouds and proceeded to wrestle with Sakatirina for two days, shaking the earth and sky, until they both passed out exhausted. Mulimo great spirit deem them both the greatest of warriors and deserving to live in the clouds with him. So they did. The end.


Thoughts
Makoma, the Zimbabwe Zoom, the Make em Coma, the Shaka Zulu of the North, the Mighty Makoma (all knick names I just gave em besides the last haha). What a beast. It is good reading about African cultures as I am some African American, and we just aren't taught a lot about African mythology or folklore in any context in the United States. So this was definitely refreshing for me.


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