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Chapter II-10:  The First Gonja War: Naa Dariʓɛɣu and Naa Luro

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Example of the Samban' luŋa:  Gonja wars; the origins of the first war, the death of Naa Dariʒɛɣu; Naa Luro's abuse; Naa Luro at Gushie:  the blacksmiths and the bridge; Naa Luro's victory over Kaluɣsi Dajia; Pakpɔŋ Kachaɣu and Lunlana Lunʒɛɣu:  the origins and dancing of Baŋgumaŋa



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Supplementary material

audio and images of Samban' luŋa performance  [see Chapter II-09]


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Contents outline and links by paragraph

Introduction

Naa Dariʒɛɣu's war with the Gonjas

How Naa Luro decided to go to war

Naa Luro, unable to cross river, seeks help from Gushie tindana

How Gushie tindana helped Naa Luro

Naa Luro's fight with Kaluɣsi Dajia

The starting of Baŋgumaŋa and its place in the Samban' luŋa

Variations in the Samban' luŋa of Naa Luro

Example of calling names; bad names

Relations with the Gonjas after Naa Luro



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Proverbs and Sayings

A ram walks backwards before it's going to go and knock.

A Yaa-Naa does not run from fighting.

There is no greediness in chieftaincy.

My truth will push down somebody's lies.

There is something in the river, and I don't know its head, and I don't know its feet.

The one who has singed his hair is the same person who will smell the scent of it.

Wisdom is too much; one person cannot hold it.

They will look for me, but they will not see me again.

Lunlana Lunʒɛɣu is someone who can beat and people will fight.

Lunlana Lunʒɛɣu is someone who can beat, and someone can come after a fight, and his heart will cool.

They will find us, the bad thing, and it will catch.

The Samban' luŋa is just like a school with different classrooms.

Everybody has the talk he has heard.

You can't compare hearing and seeing.

If they tell you that a talk is forbidden, you have to fear it.

Something that has passed and something that has just come, they are never the same.

As he is singing, he wants the talk to be sweet.

These small differences are nothing.  It's like the way we beat our dances and add styles to make the dance sweet.

We the blacks, we don't forget.



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