Grandmother's Stories Exchange
SIGAND DANI
The Wisdom Portal in Africa
By Teddy Warria and Rosemary Okello-Orlale, featuring Dorcas Otieno.
Contents
A designed edition of the Grandmother's Stories Exchange text, preserving the original essay structure and oral-wisdom theme.
- 01Sigand Dani - The Wisdom Portal in Africa1
- 02Universal Pillars2
- 03Polygamy and Wife Inheritance3
- 04Nyanyage's Perspective4
- 05The Logic of Tero5
- 06Leadership, Loss, and Stewardship6
- 07What Remains True7
Sigand Dani - The Wisdom Portal in Africa
Growing up as a young boy, every single holiday my parents would take me to my rural home in Nyakach in Kisumu County. Any time such a trip would occur my joy was to sit on my grandmother's lap to hear her stories. Other relatives also found this a memorable moment with our grandmother who stopped educating us through her stories.
Looking back, this moment represents to us African children the wisdom that grandmothers give through their stories. Grandmother stories for years have been serving as a primary source of wisdom in Africa because elders are viewed as "living libraries" and custodians of culture. Through oral traditions, grandmothers transmit intergenerational knowledge, moral values, and practical life skills that ensure the survival and unity of the community.
To revive the foundational role of the Grandmother Stories to the African societies, and to speak on how it is serving as vital tools for passing down cultural identity, traditional values, and ancestral history to younger generations, Sigand Dani the Wisdom Portal in Africa is creating a platform both online and also in various communities in the 11 countries where River Nile is flowing to capture the voices of our grandmothers, to integrate with the young people and to sustain Africa Wisdom through the grandmother stories.
This is because these narratives have been used to shape social norms, foster respect for elders, and guide young people through vital life lessons. The goal is to create a platform where people can engage with grandmother stories and be aware of their role as the emotional, historical, and cultural pillars of the African families.
Universal Pillars
Sigand Dani the Wisdom Portal in Africa is built on the following universal pillars.
- Unconditional Love and Identity: Grandmothers foster deep self-esteem and provide a safe space to bask in unconditional affection.
- Core Moral Values: Through both funny childhood anecdotes and cultural storytelling, they teach virtues such as kindness, compassion, and the importance of helping others.
- Resilience and Perspective: The struggles and triumphs embedded in these stories teach listeners how to stand strong, take risks, and overcome obstacles in life.
- Intergenerational Connection: Sharing these tales builds lasting bonds and teaches younger generations to respect and value their elders.
- Grandmothers as key resources for society: Grandmothers' stories and experiences act as a vital community and cultural resource, serving as a bridge between generations to pass down values, resilience, and crucial life lessons. They are essential for preserving identity, passing on traditional knowledge, and supporting family well-being.
The Importance of Grandmother Narratives
These stories and lived experiences also serve as a foundational resource across several key areas.
- Cultural Identity and Legacy: A consensus shows that childhood stories recounted by grandmothers are essential for teaching resilience, perseverance through hardship, and understanding one's heritage. They express the roots of family legacies and community strength.
- Family Health and Caregiving: Beyond storytelling, grandmothers are crucial assets in maternal and child health. They empower senior women to pass down traditional knowledge regarding child nutrition, family health, and positive social norms. Research indicates that they act as a social safety net and indispensable caregivers for younger generations.
- Educational Tools: Traditional tales, such as those featured in the African Storybook collection, are widely used in schools and communities to teach positive cultural values, respect, and compassion.
The platform therefore is an open forum where everyone is welcome to engage.
Polygamy and Wife Inheritance: Nyanyage's Perspective
By Dorcas Otieno
Culture is a very tricky word. It implies collective habits that a group of people, at some point, decided were good for their survival. These collective habits can be anything from music to architecture to marriage. My particular group of people, the Luo, had decided that wife inheritance was something that was useful for their survival and my 24-year-old self could not wrap my modern brain around it.
I grew up at a time when feminism was sweeping across Africa after the 1995 Beijing Conference. Around that time, I was transitioning from lower primary to upper primary school. It was at the same time when girls were entering puberty and suddenly all the boys in class were cute. I was a late bloomer, and worse still, a tomboy. In the years that followed the infamous Beijing Conference, the world was so confusing because I never really fit in with any group.
I wasn't boy enough for the boys, and girls were being weird with crushes and cliques. Further, the career prospects being pushed on to me by my family were all unacceptable. Upper primary saw us get into home science, Agriculture and Art & Craft as examinable subjects. I hated home science with a true passion; it was the combined syllabus of everything I hated because as a girl, it had been drilled into me that those were the skills I needed to be a good wife.
All the women in my life were wives and without exception were either housewives, teachers or nurses. All these women would fawn over our imaginary husbands-to-be, and I was at a loss as to why my entire life would be oriented to Andrew a few classes ahead. To my teenage brain, Andrew was, at best, a buffoon, because the highlight of his day was pulling off a disgusting prank.
By the time I was in high school, the cultural implications of marriage were beginning to be apparent. We saw family and friends who would lose everything to their in-laws in the name of culture. And as Luos, we are brutal in this regard. Children who had grown up in Karen would suddenly be taken back to the village in the name of "our brother's property". Property would be seized, including personal effects.
I was shocked. What right would anyone have to just take anyone's property? Was any of this even legal? Why would the entire family stand by and watch as children and women were stripped of their own inheritance?
Tero and the Visit to Nyanyage
I was then educated on the word tero. Tero is basically wife inheritance in Luo. Once a woman loses her husband, she would be inherited by the late husband's family. Why? Apparently, women were not allowed to repair their own roofs; that was a man's job. It was usually done by your husband. Otherwise, in the unfortunate event of his death, his brother had to come in to repair your roof. The particular brother would be the one who "inherited" you.
You could also not do very many other things culturally, like accompany your son for dowry negotiations. For you to get that person to go for the negotiations, you had to be inherited. Also, the person doing the inheriting had to be married already!
Saying that I was mortified at the prospect of being inherited by the already married brother of imaginary Andrew that my mother and aunts were fawning over would be an understatement. What if he was an abusive man? What if I don't like him? What if he has HIV? Also, aren't we leaving polygamy behind at this point? We are Christians, no?
None of the women in my life had a satisfactory answer to my questions. They seemed to all have the same fear and helplessness. Why would any of them agree to this? I decided in high school that I would be rabidly against any form of wife inheritance and polygamy. I made it very clear to my family that if any of my uncles pulled that stunt, I would drag their behinds to court; familial relations be damned!
The women in my life said that the Beijing generation was getting out of control and we were too Western which was risky for them. Apparently, we would all get cursed because we were leaving behind marriage norms and customs thus attracting the wrath of the ancestors. Jesus was enough in every other realm except this one.
During a particularly heated debate after a relation of mine inherited his late brother's wife who had HIV, I got a challenge that would bring in new life to my view of polygamy and wife inheritance. By this time I was a graduate assistant starting my career out in academia. My mother told me that before dismissing my culture in its entirety, I should find out why the practice was done.
So, I made the journey soonest I got a leave from work. At 24, I was convinced I was going to crush my grandmother's wisdom with modernity. My grandmother was old. Nyanyage was born in 1922. She was born the same year the BBC did its first radio broadcast to households, was alive during World War 2, colonization, and independence. She was the only wife to my late grandfather and together they had 11 children, 10 of whom survived.
What Was Destroyed?
I had given myself 48 hours to break down her arguments; the first 24 hours were for catching up and settling in. On the second day I decided not to be passive, aggressive with my inquiry and just be direct. I asked her why our culture practiced polygamy and wife inheritance. She was visibly annoyed and I knew I had tripped on a live wire.
The first words out of her mouth: "They destroyed the whole thing."
"Who? What was destroyed?" I was curious.
"Polygamy and wife inheritance are two sides of the same coin. One feeds into the other. When I was a little girl, no girl was raised to be a second wife. In Luo culture, the first wife (mikayi) holds a lot of power. We also believed that girls brought in wealth, while boys carried the family name. All girls wanted to be the mikayi in a home."
"The mikayi got the most dowry, she had the biggest plot of land, the house was hers, the compound was the man's. She could actually decide whether you got into her house to sleep, so men had to be nice. Her farm was ploughed first and upon your death, she chose your burial spot next to her house. In fact, if she refused to show up at your burial, you may not be buried at all. She was consulted whenever the discussion of an additional wife came up."
"Wait, pause." I was taken aback. "The first wife had to agree for a man to have a second wife?"
"Yes. It had always been that way," she said as a matter of fact.
"Which woman would agree to that arrangement?" I retorted.
"A woman who wanted her husband to be a leader in society."
All my life, polygamists have been reckless, nincompoops. Selfish at best because of all the problems that came with polygamy. My grandfather on my paternal side was a polygamist and the drama that comes with managing two wives still affects us to date. Polygamy was not a mark of leadership in my world.
"Wife inheritance was a preserve of a few men in society. Not all men could be polygamous."
Turns out, traditional Luo society had two major needs: boys needed men to teach them how to be men and girls could only be married off by fathers, not mothers.
The Logic of Tero
The marriage ceremony was a negotiation between fathers. One father gained a new child to hopefully bear children for the next generation. It was why when a couple had issues, the girl would talk to her in-laws first because she was a child in the family now. Should the situation be unresolved and she went back to her parents, the subsequent negotiations were between the fathers.
Boys on the other hand could only be taught masculinity and male duties from men. Hunting, fishing, fighting, house building, the family trade, for example smithing, were taught through apprenticeship. The role of the man in the home was very well defined and taken very seriously. They also had to be taught the hierarchy and order of seniority. Proving that you were a worthy member of society was earned through social proof over a long period of time.
But traditional Luo society had a problem: men died a lot. A simple fishing trip could turn catastrophic in an instant. Hunting was dangerous in and of itself and clashes with the Luhya and the Nandi meant some men never made it home. The society ended up with a number of young single mothers with very young children. The question arose on how to deal with the issue of single motherhood.
Remember, this is a society with strict norms. Women were not allowed to climb on to roofs to fix them; that was a man's job. In cases where the woman had young sons who couldn't do it, a man had to take over the responsibility of caring for her and her children. And this is where wife inheritance came in.
The Luo society's solution to the problem of single mothers was wife inheritance. An inherited wife would have a guardian for her children and therefore her sons had a "father" and the daughters had someone to marry them off. Further, said guardian would hold the brother's property in trust until the sons could take over the reins of the property.
"The widow was allowed to choose from her late husband's brothers who she thought was best for her children," Nyanyage continued.
"She had a choice?" I asked, genuinely shocked.
"Yes."
"Are you sure there was no force?"
"No one forced anyone to do anything. In fact, for her to choose, she had to choose from among the best in her husband's clan."
As she described it, it was like a line up. These were men who could be trusted to steward a family forward. Men who were losers in the community could never make it to this line up. Men the deceased age who had increased their wealth or had been good stewards of their inheritance were considered worthy of wife inheritance. Men worked hard to be ranked among the top. The Elders would float potential guardian names, and the woman chose whoever she wanted. Once chosen, said man would then become responsible for her and her children.
Leadership, Loss, and Stewardship
"Nyanyage, what if I don't want to have more children for instance? Or I don't like any of the men? Basically, I do not wish to be in intercourse with them. What then?" I asked.
"Who said anything about intercourse?"
"But I thought once you are inherited, you must have sex with the new husband!"
"No! And you see, this is where the whole thing got spoilt. Sex was only a part of the equation if the woman wanted to have more children or was young and still in need of sex. But intercourse was not a must. It was still a choice."
"But that is not what we see," I protested. "We see people infecting the wives of their late brothers with HIV. Worse still, they may get HIV from the widow and infect their own wives. There is not a single polygamist I know who can be considered a good person."
"We are being punished for weaponizing our culture," she said sadly. "We have buried too many young people."
I agreed. There was an awkward silence and then I remembered she hadn't actually answered my question.
"Nyanyage, you said that women would allow their husbands to be polygamists for leadership. How was wife inheritance tied to leadership?"
"Those who inherited wives would be people with good morals because remember, they could hold property in trust. It wasn't theirs; they had to grow it for others. Such people would work for the community and maintain their brother's lineage. The better the stewardship, the more likely they are to join The Council of Elders. These were the custodians of our political structure. Getting to the inner circle of the campfire was not an easy task. Your age was important, but so was the demonstration of wisdom and leadership."
To protect children, Luos figured that the most upstanding members of their society would pick up the slack of their fallen brothers. They would also pick up the slack of women with children born out of wedlock. It wasn't a random choice of men wanting a younger wife, it was a societal responsibility to ensure that all children had a father in their lives, biological or not.
I had come here, ready for the fight of my life. Polygamy and wife inheritance were backward cultural practices that harmed women and children collectively. They were not supposed to make sense, let alone actually be useful. Also, they were not supposed to be linked.
When Did We Lose the Plot?
"So, when did we lose the plot?"
"I can't tell you exactly what happened or when we lost the plot. All I know is, that as the missionaries spread, men disappeared and became fewer. Girls were not finding good men to marry as easily as before. It is as if the men were thinning out. The girls born after my generation were growing old in their father's houses and parents were getting desperate."
In Luo culture, you are better off as a second wife than a spinster, a migogo. Being a migogo was so bad, that you would be buried outside your parents' home, a misfortune that fell on people who died dishonourably.
"Many girls were asked to get married as second wives even though they qualified to be first wives," Nyanyage continued. "Some parents would present younger sisters to the husbands of their older daughters to strengthen the family bond. Most women would accept this arrangement because the alternative was her sister being a migogo. To make matters worse, some men were rejecting the women because they were now in the church and didn't want to be at crossroads with their newfound faith. Your grandfather was one of them."
She paused.
"I also rejected the idea of having a second wife in my home."
We both laughed at the last statement. Nyanyage nyar Gem would never have been able to share the love of her life. He loved her as much as she loved him and since they were married by the missionaries, they kept their vows. For her time, she was a unicorn. She had her first child for him at 27 in 1949. Most girls were on baby number 4 at that time. She was pressured to marry young, but she stubbornly waited for her husband as she rejected the idea of being a second wife.
Theirs was a simple life. My grandfather, Orwa wuod Nyahera was a tall slender man who loved his freedom. He was not interested in the political workings of his community. He loved his goats and cows whom he tended to much like his children. My mother would often go herding with him. She would often narrate stories to us of how he would tend to his animals whenever they got injured. He would even tear his own clothes to cover their wounds.
He sired 8 girls and 3 boys. He lost one of his boys young. He loved his family as it was. Since he only had 2 boys, he treated his girls much as he would treat his boys. Save for black and white culturally restricted activities, like fixing the roof, the household did all the duties that needed to be done together. He passed on in December of 1987. By then, all of his children were married, save for my mother's younger sister who was still in school.
What Remains True
"Why weren't you inherited after grandfather's death?"
"Why would I be? I was a mature woman whose sons could do the work instead of my late husband. I was not in need of any more children, and my first-born son had his own home. My daughter was going to be cared for regardless."
"You are one lucky woman Nyanyage."
It was a beautiful 4 days with her. Nyanyage was a hilarious woman. She would wake up every morning at 3 a.m. and have a "fight with God". She mostly complained that all her agemates were dead, and while she was grateful to see another day, she did not see the point of being alive. She would ask over and over why He would not take her peacefully - her great grandchild was about to be a mother. The memory of her 3 a.m. prayers still tickle me to date.
I left her home with a newfound appreciation of polygamy and wife inheritance. For its time, it was useful. When I got back to Nairobi, the timeline made sense. The men did thin out. Men were taken from Africa during World War 2 and many never came back. Education also played a role. Men would leave home and go to far away schools for education especially post primary school. A good number migrated to cities leaving those who didn't make it through the school system behind. Many educated men immediately post-independence would marry later than usual and only to one wife in most cases.
Those who never made it through the education system remained behind in the villages. Most women at this time were discouraged from pursuing further education beyond primary school. Very few, exceptionally intelligent women were educated. Nyanyage's first-born, a girl, was the first woman in the village to finish high school and pass her exams. The D.O. (District Officer) came to Nyanyage's home to personally congratulate her and give her her employment letter as an untrained teacher. It was a massive celebration according to family history.
Her husband, Dr. Wanga, plucked her from her home and they moved to Nairobi. This was the story pre- and post-independence. 40 years of parents desperately trying to marry off their daughters to any off-taker led to no one actually remembering what the tradition was all about, and those who did, didn't care.
As I type this in 2026 and growing up as a "Beijing girl" in the era of the 90s HIV, the culture no longer holds, but the principle remains true. Children need fathers. Dr. Warren Farrell is currently going on every podcast under the sun to spread the word that boys especially, need their fathers to be able to grow up into healthy adult men. Science is just finding this out. Luos had figured this out and found a solution long before any railroad made it to Kisumu.
International Day of the African Child, 16th June, 2026.
Dear Teddy,
Thank you for igniting my passion of writing after a long hiatus! May your light be the guiding light for millions of Africans. - Dorcas Otieno, PhD Fellow, Strathmore University Business School
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