we were in class 3 and had this habit of kurinda meru(keeping bananas to ripen) kianda mariguini with my 3 boy buddies.
Njaro yetu ilikuwa we dig a big hole and then bury the banana, wait for a week and go check.
One of my big naughty boys-(Magoto)went one day before we had agreed to check if the banos were ripe..
he ate all the bananas then sat on top of the hole we had used to kurinda, did the necessary(agitema muti)and burried the staff well as though it were the bananas.
On the d-day, we assembled hapo mariguini..he this time, not like other days..the jamaa didnt want to undo the soil to reach the bananas. He was encouraging us...inyui ni kii..mutithikurie marigu mau..coicidentally we were hungry so we went on to undoing the soil..magoto would be like..hi, anga marigu mau nimareruire muno this time(i think those bananas have overipened this time)
I will not tell you what happened next just before a bad smell of human waste came out of the hole. by that time..magoto had run away loughing,,,

I promise you the boy was so foolish..dont hate him, he is one very important person in a big office today..you got to book a one weeks appointment to see him.
the most parmanent thing in this world is change