My Voice

12 year old kwata was delighted when she sighted her mother coming from a distance, treading  on the dusty  meandered path that was surrounded by some dry Bermuda grasses of the savannah,  with few tamarin trees standing by the side like a lamp post.  As she was plodding up the narrow path and now getting closer to her abode, kwata sprints to meet her. Capturing the stiff look on her mother's face, she was sure that " Ndakwa " market didn't went well for her  because she knew mama always smiles if the market favoured her, even if she is exhausted from the two kilometre walk from  Ndakwa village market but her mood was entirely  different today. Kwata was now carrying a load on her head while smiling as they moved along  , knowing that she relieved mama of a little burden.  She effortly  peered at her mother and then  greeted her " welcome mama. How was the market today?" S he asked expecting a reply but mama was oblivio...

The old man was mumbling some words to himself, while sitting on an old plastic chair under a Neem tree with his brown eyes staring at the birds chirping on the tree. With his few rusty teeth,  the old man broke a piece of kola nut and he began to chew it meticulously,enjoying it's slight bitter flavour. A breeze then blew, sending rustling dry leaves from  the tree to the ground but the old man couldn't help it but to enjoy the cool pleasant  sensation the breeze gave him but with its consequences, the birds that were entertaining him all flew away startled by the breeze and causing him to plunge himself into a daydream. While his mind was busy, he was suddenly stirred from his daydream by a coarse voice  saying "good evening baba", he then quickly turned towards the direction of the voice and his eyes saw a young man of medium height, wearing a red polo T-shirt with sun-glasses covering his eyes. The old man then responded saying "thank you my son, how ...

Today was Kamwe people's cultural day and the presentation of a book, titled " kamwe people of No rthern Nigeria: origin, history and culture " by the author Iliya Yame Kwache,  which depicts the journey of the Kamwe people , starting from their origin.   The Kamwe people live in northern Nigeria of Adamawa state whose main residence is a local government called Michika. This area is surrounded by the vast Mandara Mountains which serves like a wall between them and Cameroon. They once lived on these Mountains and up to this day, many of the kamwe  people reside on these mountains. The kamwe people speak different  dialects and these dialects are up to twelve(12) in number and Each one of this dialects are slightly different and similar to some degree. The culture of the Kamwe people is vast, even though some of them are not practised today. Each  Kamwe dialect has its own based residence in Michika distinctively but the  metropolis  wh...