My first real action fight that I vividly remember, ilikuwa over “mapere” with my cousins Martin n Mbugua … kwa kina Martin pale Lavington. My cousin Martin was like two years older than us, half German half Samburu and was a fuckin’ bully as fuck. The nigger had been bullying us for a hot minute growing up.. but Mbuguss and I, had enough of his bullshit and had made a plan to jump the nigger the next time he came to either of our houses.
Mbugua and I had hatched this plan and took an oath by it while sitting on President Moi chair complete with his ivory rungu held high just like Moi did. See my aunt Mbugua Mom’s, was the Chief receptionist at state house and was also responsible for Mzee’s Chair, rungu and whatever other accessories he needed. She often brought them to her house after events and sometimes would be sitting there for couple of days.
Somehow we wind up at Martin’s house the weekend after we hatched the plan. And as usual, the nigger started fuckin’ with us. This time, he started hitting us with mapera, they had a huge mapera tree at their backyard.. and that shit was solid hard. I was like fuck it, I hit him back and he came at me, but stood my ground. We beat the shit out of him that day. Since then sijawai ogopa kupigana … I respect mapera.
I have a very diverse family, mostly on my mother’s side. She’s Samburu/ Ilchumus but was raised as a Kalenjin since her Mom my grandmother got married to one after she had my Mom’s already. My cousins mom got knocked up by some Kiambu mbirrionaire .. he had a Kikuyu name but speaks not a word of Kikuyu to date.
@Nubia kasee kuna mapera niliona tudogo Sana. They call them white mapera. Tudogo Tu soft Sana. When ripe are purple when not ripe to chachu tamu Sana. Panda hizo uferment kalovo nayo.