I wake up at around 5:30am today, my father's inauguration day as the next paramount chief is in a few days. I started the fire, smoked the calabashes to use in putting fresh milk. I used dry olive stick as it contains good smell and the milk tastes good.

My mother and co-wives were up early also milking cows, she milked an average of 15 cows. Then the cattle were moved out of their "boo", escorted by my father as he was waiting for the herding boys to finish with their breakfast - which was milk.

I also had to put some milk in their calabashes to take with them for lunch as they don't come back from herding to have lunch.

I then ran out to help my mother put the calves in the pen after they are being allowed to suckle for a while after the milking is done and they cannot follow their mothers out to grazing. The herding boys join my father who gave then instructions on the day's areas for graving and off He let them go.

The morning duties are done, time to get ready for the inauguration, Oloiboni (our spiritual leader in charge of our religious, customs and traditional affairs) will be at the village square discussing with the elders .

Asking what I did last night?

I sleep over at Naishipae's hat. She is my childhood friend , the one who brought me sour milk at the airport, yes that one. She is married to Lemiso and she is the 3rd wife. I knew she was alone since there was no spear outside her hut's door to indicate that Lemiso was in the hut. I had no idea where he was maybe the 1st or 2nd wife's hut, anyway it's none of my business. Naishipae has now 4 children, I just don't know how this happens when Ledama has all this wives, another none of my business.

I was there last night because we wanted to talk about my father's upcoming inauguration as the next paramount chief for the community which will be happening this Saturday at the village square and one of the main reason why I travelled all the way from the land of the Oil to witness.

We gossip so much and forgot on the preparations;