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The Legends Of The Royal Graves Of Barotseland

By Yuyi Libakeni

Imwambo

Mundimunene ta Mboo Mwanasilundu

Imwambo is the resting place for Mboo Mwanasilundu whose given name was Muyunda , the first male Litunga of the Aluyi and from whom dynastic numbering of Litungas begins.  Mundimunene simply means a great or big village.  Indeed Imwambo is the second most important royal shrine of the Lozi after that of Mbuywamwambwa at Makono, where Litungas are crowned.  Mboo was initially buried in his capital Ikatulama ( now commonly but wrongly spelt Ikatulamwa).  Ikatulamwa means standing out alone, away from other villages - Makono to the south was a distance away as Nayaka was to the north.

Shortly after burial Mboo ‘escaped’ from his grave, limbwata, in Ikatulamwa which was found wide open without its contents.  A search for the missing chief was mounted by his people until he was found.  Two versions are given regarding this search.  The first tells us that the search party was aided by the trail of white traditional beads, makekete, associated with royalty much like mande, cowrie shells.  Starting from limbwata in Ikatulamwa  the trail led through the countryside stopping at a point on a natural uninhabited mound to the north of Ikatulamwa  by the Zambezi  riverside;  next to Nakatindi’s old village, Sisheke and Mwanambinyi's Nayaka which is today’s Nakatindi village.  The spot was freshly clean beside a siulu bush tree. Also found at the spot was royal paraphernalia previously buried with Mboo in Ikatulamwa.

Another version tells us that with the help of a medicine man, a drove of oxen led the party, the oxen bellowing  louder as they drew closer to the new grave! Both routes led to the same spot, gradu diverso via una,  the conclusion was obvious ndondo or, as a Roman would put it, Eureka! We have found it.  With this the spot was officially consecrated as Mboo’s official grave. One informant told me that the mound was then called Tweu-to-ulila because of this incident.(1)

Once Imwambo was established, the spirit of Mboo decreed a set of taboos, miila for those living in the village.  Women on the menses are persona non grata and must vacate to complete their cycle elsewhere.  For this a separate village, Namuloongo, was built nearby.  Only the traditional Aluyi houses, maongo - the long hut complete with its roof - were acceptable. Loitering at night is taboo, if you do you may never find your way back. Roofs  with a pinnacle-like apex would be blown off without much ado. Ducks are welcome but not chickens; for those straying into the village there is certain and instant death awaiting them. Whitemen and people of Andonyi extraction are not welcome, entering the village at their own peril.(2)  It is taboo for any chief or senior royal to pass Imwambo without stopping for a brief homage.  An incident is told when one senior royal who was in a hurry, had his speed boat stuck, never to go again, in mid river, it's engine resting on the river bed

The villagers know when Mboo is happy - at day break they will be greeted by a sea of white beads, the makekete discussed above, which had sprung up like mushrooms overnight!   Children will pick and wear  necklaces - and look beautiful at that - but only for a while, for at the next dawn all will be necklace-less, their bounty of necklaces dried up in the air lyae lya wela ku wilu!  They also know when he takes leave of them: a congregation of pied crows and white cattle egrets will ceremoniously leave the village tree tops, their daily habitat, joined by open billed stork adorning the surrounding grassland, in beautiful formation depart to the west, away from the river.  Locals know he has gone to Nakatakela, a distance away, his local Mfuwe, for a well earned relaxation in an area that, during his time, was renowned for a good view of wild game coming to drink water in the surrounding lakes. Mboo was a keen hunter and spent time hunting in this area. To this day the area remains a game area although, typical of Mboo, hunters fail to down their animals no matter how close or how many bullets they pump into the animal! But when he is happy animals would come closer and die even before they are hit by the bullet.

At Nakatakela there is also a beatified spot and there are incidents of people straying on to it and getting stuck. A series of such recent incidents have been narrated by many of the local people. There was a case of a senior Induna who was attracted to a crop of sweet potatoes at a place locals call Linangelelo - viewing point - he then cut out some for seed  which he proudly presented to his wife.  By day break the ‘contraband’ had gone.  It is these strange habits or miracles of Mboo, which it is said have led to the name Imwambo.  Habit or custom is translated in Lozi as muambo.

There are however, some who say that the name is onomatopoeic, that is, it is derived from the sound of the oxen cries, mooo. This version would overturn the long held explanation that the source of the name Mboo is the remorse that his mother suffered when she was told to stepdown in his son's favour. Although I had this from one informant  only, I put it here merely because the informant is a well placed resident of Imwambo.  

 

Mboo’s grave keeper is known as Akashambatwa meaning one who cannot be felled.  The first person to occupy this position is said to be the man who, in the nation’s hour of greatest needs, released his daughter, Nambula, to take the role of sibimbi, the girl who precedes the army in battle.  At the time the nation was facing an ominous attack from Angola and noone was prepared to sacrifice his daughter for the noble cause. It is said by some that   Akashambatwa was the name of the first occupant which has been converted into an official title in honour of the man.  Akashambatwa was, however, no ordinary person; he was a prince, descendant of Atangambuyu, a sister of Mboo who held the principality of what is today Makoma.

The ngambela, as the local headman is addressed, is known as Silulu. It will be recalled that the new grave site in Imwambo was a spot next to a siulu tree, it is contended that through usage and abusage siulu has become silulu. However, whether or not this abusage explanation is tenable, silulu is a plant, particularly bitter and poisonous

Mboo has fascinated many ( like his young brother and competitor Mwanambinyi) but one thing is clear to his people - when he smiles everybody basks in the sun but when he gets upset, there is thunder! That is him. Well, you can’t fell him but neither can he be eaten up, that is Mboo Mwanasilundu, impregnable!

This discussion, whose first instalment appeared in the October 2004 edition, was designed to test the proposition that by examining the names given to a particular Litunga’s burial village, its headman and grave keeper, one can decipher something about the man and his times. We have done this by examining a selection of past Litungas: two from the ancient times (Mboo, the first and Yeta I, the third), one in the days of our time (Mbikusita, the twentieth) and the interconnector (Lewanika, the fourteenth), linkage between primitivity and modernity, to use anthropological terms. I hope it has been possible to demonstrate that the proposition is tenable.          

 Notes:

(1) I owe this to a man, now deceased, whose maternal roots are in Imwambo. I have however not been able to find corroboration for this but nearly everyone I have consulted felt it possible since,  some have pointed out, the "tweu" in the phrase tweu to ulila sound similar  to a term used to describe a holding area for royal spears, implying that spears might have been among the items found at Mboo's new grave at Imwambo. In ordinary Lozi, the phrase "fo ni yendekile malumo" (on which I rest my spears) refers to someone on whom you depend maybe the only surviving senior family member etc.    

(2) Adjacent to Makono there is a grave of a white veterinary officer who, in 1917, defied orders and defiled the shrine .  He lived no longer than it took him to come out of the village!