great chiefs in chagga tribe

in chagga language they are known as mangi
Those famous chiefs includes
mangi rongoma of kilema
mangi horombo of keni
mangi rengwa of machame
mangi mashina of mamba
mangi mosha of kirua
mangi marealle of marangu
mangi sina of kibosho
mangi rindi of moshi
mangi meli of moshi
mangi warsingi of uru
mangi ndeseruo of machame
mangi shangali of machame
mangi lokila of kibosho
mangi kikare of kirua
mangi kombo of kilema
mangi masaki of kilema

Saturday, April 16, 2011

marangu

watu wa kwanza waliokuja kukaa marangu ni wataita.
baada ya kufika hao wengine wakaja kutoka ugweno,kahe na arusha chini.
wengi katika hao walikaa kilema na mamba,
lakini wachache walifata mto kimo na kuja kukaa marangu
wote walikuwa hawana mali, na wote walikaa hivi hivi mpaka wale waliokaa mshiri walijichagulia  mkuu wao jina lake kilaweso.
labda kilaweso alikuwa mkuu wa wachagga,na  kwa hivi tutaona jinsi alivyopata ukuu wake,na jinsi ukuu wake ulivyokwisha.
imehadithiwa ya kuwa siku moja kilaweso alimwua mtu mmoja aliyeua mtu mwingine mbele ya macho yake ,na kwa kuwa watu wote walikuwa wamwechoka kabisa na mauaji na fujofujo, walipendezwa na tendo lake,wakamfanya mwamuzi wao,wakampa ruhusa ya kuwaadhibu wahalifu wote katika nchi, na malipo yake walimwahidia kumjengea nyumba na  kumlimia mashamba yake,
huu ndio mwanzo wa desturi waliyonayo wachagga ya kuwalimia na kuwajengea nyumba wakuu wao,
kilaweso alikuwa mwenye nguvu nyingi tena shujaa kama simba na kabla hazijapita siku nyingi aliiweka nchi ikae kwa taratibu

1 comment:

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