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close this bookBukusu Folktales (Kenya Literature Bureau, 1986, 134 p.)
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View the documentForeword
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View the documentThe Boy Who ate the Elephants' Rumps
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View the documentThe Story of Apelu
View the documentHare Steals a Hen
View the documentSimbi and Namakanda
View the documentKhole
View the documentWanakhatandi
View the documentA Father and His Son
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View the documentThe Dog and the Leopard's Children
View the documentNasio and her Brother
View the documentHare, Hyena and Lizard
View the documentKasawa and his Forbidden Pumpkins
View the documentA Woman and Her Daughter of Clay
View the documentHare leads Leopard to a Hive
View the documentHyena and Baboon
View the documentHare and Elephant Pay a Visit
View the documentLemata and Katamba
View the documentThree Men meet a Strange Old Woman
View the documentA Hyena Ate His Protector
View the documentThe Secret of a Murder
View the documentA Bull Newt Who Refused to heed his wife's advice
View the documentA Dying Old Woman earns Bridewealth for her Sons
View the documentFortuity is like Dew Drops
View the documentA Basket Maker Declares Himself Free from the Burden of Debts
View the documentThe Thirsty Intruder
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A Bull Newt Who Refused to heed his wife's advice

One day a female newt advised her husband to mix with other people and enquire about daily events, so that he would broaden his knowledge of the world around him, and the husband replied that he was not bothered with new events. “Why should I go about enquiring on what is happening in the world?” said he. “I am sufficiently contented sitting here and basking myself in the sun.” The wife kept quiet and went about her household chores.

Soon after a group of hunters passed by and the female newt asked them “What are you looking for?”

And the hunters replied, “We have been to a dance where we were embarrassed with the bursting of the membrane on our harp. We are now looking for an old bull newt from whom we hope to obtain a good skin for mending the harp.”

On hearing that ominous news the old bull newt who was at the time screening himself behind his wife's back, pulled himself pretty fast into the hole and scampared for safety. The wife answered the hunters saying that she had not at all seen any old bull newt around that morning. The puzzled hunters muttered amongst themselves saying “But we honestly seem to have seen the likeness of an old bull newt here when we were approaching from a distance. Maybe it was only a mirage!”

After the hunters had gone, the bull newt popped his head out of the hole and told his wife, “I now agree with you darling. Next time I shall make it a practice to enquire from people what is going on in the world.”