POKOMO...A RARE GEM IN THE WILD

 So a few days ago I visited an old classmate in Nairobi, and she introduced me to her sister. As we were chatting, she casually turned to her and asked, “Have you ever seen a Pokomo?”

She blinked. "No, I only read about them in Social Studies."

The sister pointed at me. “Well, here you go! This is a real-life Pokomo!”

Her eyes widened like she had just spotted a dinosaur. "Wow! This is the first time I’m meeting a Pokomo in real life!"

Then she hit me with the ultimate question: “Is there any famous Pokomo that people know?”

Now, as a proud Pokomo ambassador (self-appointed, of course), I had to represent. "Ever heard of Danson Mungatana?"

She nodded enthusiastically.

"Well, he’s Pokomo! In fact, He is my relative!"

You should have seen her face—suddenly, meeting me felt like shaking hands with history itself.

Now, this isn’t the first time I’ve had such a conversation. Many times, I meet people from bara (upcountry Kenya), and when I tell them I’m Pokomo, their reaction is always the same:

"You’re the first Pokomo I’ve ever met!"

At this point, I should start carrying certificates to prove my existence.

Then comes the next question: "Where do Pokomos live?"

"Tana River County," I reply.

And without fail, someone will ask: "Is that near Athi River?"

WTH!

Let me set the record straight: I am a Pokomo from Buu Nation, Katsae Clan of Ngao London. I am a proud crocodile eater. We Pokomos are rare gems, an elite league of people who may not be widely known, but we are as real as it gets.

So, if you ever meet a Pokomo, consider yourself lucky—you’ve just encountered a living legend!

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