Trust
me, if you get to know someone’s mother before the actual person, you somehow
half know the person. Of course not always! Before I met Kokani, I was
expecting something else. To my surprise, and in Br. Stephan’s words, “he is
shrinking”. After having sat with him at table, it dawns on me that he is justifiably
shrinking. He keeps telling me, “wewe ndiye unakua, kula uwe mkubwa” as he adds
another portion in my plate instead of his plate! This is why I didn’t feel
guilty when he delayed for lunch and I – like a good Franciscan- fed the cats
with his share. I hear he is the first Pokomo
priest having submitted his oral
application to Fr. Joe. Now they are both priests. It is nothing but hilarious
when they recount their past pastoral experiences. In one funny Christmas play,
a certain ‘Mary’ wanted a specific ‘Joseph’, “nikawafukuza, niliwafukuza,
niliwafukuza”, Kokani says as Joe calms him down, “sema polepole bwaana”, and
we all break into laughter!
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