I heard the Angels Sing to Kaaka’s coming

Kaaka (RIP)

I heard the angels sing that night, when you passed on. They had not received one so faithful. Your passing caused joy in the heavens, as your birth did in our lives. Your life was our family fairy tale; I cannot mention all, but these are some of the things that you did! You taught us to be proud and unbending in honest failure, but humble and gentle in success; you taught us not to substitute words for action; not to seek the path of comfort, but to face the stress and spur of difficulty and challenge; to learn to stand up in the storm, but to have compassion on those who fall; to master ourselves before we seek to master others; to have a heart that is clean and a goal that is high; to learn to laugh, yet never forget how to weep; to reach into the future, yet never neglect the past; to be serious, yet never take ourselves too seriously; to be modest, so that we  remember the simplicity of true greatness; the open mind of true wisdom, the meekness of true strength. You taught us, with your life, how to be men, and how to be gentlemen.

Nkore Games >Okutchumita Enziga

I'm convinced that if we get all the traditions of the Bahima before they are forgotten, the next generations will stand to benefit a great lot. Now there was this game, which we used to play in the land when we were little. Our play time was always when we were out taking the cows or calves to 
graze.

This spectacular game was called "Okutchumita Enziga". Enziga is basically a wheel, curved from young flexible branch-lets. This game was played with two items:- Enziga and Orubango/Embango (when prural). We specifically used a famous tree called Omukoma or Emikoma to make the circular-ring wheel because of its nice-straight flexible twig-lets.


One player threw the wheel at his full strength, so that it rolled very fast on a clear stretch of land.
If you can visualise a detached car tyre/wheel without rims, rolling at high speed, thats the same idea. So the thrower set it rolling...


The rest of the players, it could be one, two, three or any open number available, had to make a score by throwing (okurekyera) a spear-like stick called Orubango. This was a straight stick sharpened at both ends, to successfully go through the rolling wheel and pin it down. The player who pinned it down was considered the winner. It was like throwing a dart and hitting the bull's eye; chanting and excitement was always present when we went out to Kutchumita Enziga.... cant wait to do it again at the farm