It's morning. Wake up.
I had a dream, in my dream I saw a united KOM people. The spirit walked me around and revealed to me the joy our forefather were living.  I saw the meaning of culture and the meaning of tradition. The spirit showed me how in heaven God is talking to us in our mother tongue and everyone according to his family, village, country and continent. God speaking in one language but everyone understanding in his own language without a translator. The spirit showed me people who never spoke their mother tongue could not understand what God was saying. The spirit told me the importance of our mother tongue and our culture. When I asked the spirit what to do, this is what the spirit told me.

 Go and make ambassadors of your nation, teach them to obey their culture and tradition because it is through our tradition that God shall judge us all. Tell them that there is nothing ward what God has created, never judge what he has created because what is from him is good, he gave us what is good and we make out of his good things what we like that is good for us. I was shown a boa track and our leaders who have felt to unit our people; it was a terrible scene to see. The last thing I can remember was the blessing of our Fon, he had a cup in his hand surrounded by 22 wives and the chindas, every KOM child far and near bowing before the FON receiving blessing, in the yard there was a manifestation going on, traditional dances of all sorts.

It was a long story and i will like to let you think about it. May be God want us to start a new way, a breakthrough of our tradition.

 Just let me know what you think. I will tell you the rest of the story.

© 2012 MBUI EMMANUEL

 

It was now twenty years in the reign of Great Jinabo 1. His mother Nandong that led the kom people along the Python Trail had taken time to tutor the young leader (Jinabo1) on the principles of Leadership as led down by the Great Kom Patriach, Tangnankoli.

The kingdom enjoyed significant growth and expansion, beyond its hill side capital of Laikom. Its army was feared and respected by both great and small neighbours and boundaries kept redefining as more wars were won, more land captured and some gotten through negotiation.

The last ituh iboli of every month, everyone would assemble at iweh njang of Laikom to hear the Fon personally teach and advice people. Every kom child then, was made to understand the true meaning of wealth and its uses. Wealth then had nothing to do with money. It was all about how much influence one had on people and how many people one had in his household. So kom people were at the centre of the wealth of the kom nation. The reason for the wealth was them and the wealth was them. Any other thing was secondary. Wealthy people, because of the number of people they had in their households and the great influence they had on countless more, had a duty to be at the service of the their community. At their command a sick woman would be rushed to a doctor. A hungry passerby would find food to eat and a place to sleep in the house of a wealthy man. His barn was always full because these same people will turn out en masse to prepare his farm for planting and during harvest. It was the kind heart of the wealthy man, his fairness and compassion in dealing with people that attracted people to him, thus elevating his status. In kom kingdom then, it was society that determined who became wealthy. It was hardly a personal decision.