BIRUNGI
BIRUNGI Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, there was a girl. She had no sisters, no brothers and no cousins. She had only her mother for comfort, and only her father for a companion. Her name was Birungi. Birungi was no ordinary girl. She was a pride of her family, no matter how small, and a whisper in every home on the village. You see, Birungi was so good at conversation she could make a baby speak in tongues. Her mother was proud of her; her father never hesitated to show off to his friends how intelligent she was. Every time they organised beer parties on Friday evenings, Birungi told them stories that she had learnt from her mother. Sometimes her father thought she exaggerated them, and he laughed at how many jokes she could tell in one night. Birungi was always sent on errands and she returned well without injuries. She fetched water, collected grass for the kitchen floor, and did all things a child could do, being an only child. One day, she was sent to fetch f...