He told his wife to make a fire. Then he pretended to cut a piece of meat out of his thigh, and said: “So are they doing at your father’s village. Now, my wife, let us do the same.”
His wife cut a piece from her leg and roasted it. The piece that Kenkebe put on the fire was some that he had brought home with him.
Then Kenkebe s little boy said: “Why does my father’s meat smell nice in roasting, and my mother’s meat does not smell nice?”
Kenkebe answered: “It is because it is taken from the leg of a man.”
After this he gave his wife some nongwes to roast. He took for himself some of those he had made of corn.
The little boy said: “Why do my father’s nongwes smell nice in roasting, and my mother’s do not smell nice?”
Kenkebe said: “It is because they were dug by a man.”
After eating, he went outside, but he had dropped one of his nongwes by the fire. When he went out the boy found the nongwe. He broke it in two and gave half to his mother. [[161]]
He said: “There is a difference between our nongwes and those of father’s.”
His mother said: “Yes, my child, this one is made of corn.”