THE HONEY BURGER That burger that ate all the honey in grandpa’s hives - the burger that is said to emit pungent odor; that very burger, I have a grudge with it. They say that its irritating odor makes the canning worker bees reluctant, lazy, docile and sleepy. Do you think I am afraid of a mere pungent or a plain irritating burger’s odor? I will not be deterred by its funny defense mechanism; after all I am not a bee. When I grasp that burger , be sure I will void its fur off- I will set its fur into fire while it is no watching, I will caught it unaware and I will revenge. How dare it embarrass me? Gakagu Daniel would have not termed me as a liar had it not for the burger’s mischievous. I had promised to give him a gourd full of honey that evening when I met him. I was heading to the hives zone - not to survey them, but to harvest. The hive on that eucalyptus tree was full the other day I was there, the middle one had enough and the others I did not bother to peep whether they had enough honey or not but I knew that I would get a good harvest. But now they were empty and deserted – the burger came and tampered with the honey together with the honey makers; the bees. You heard it was said, “do not boost about tomorrow for you do not know what tomorrow will bear”- this saying is directly proportional to its counterpart that says, “never count your chicks before they hatch. I totally had forgotten this two wise saying - sorry, I had totally forgotten this two-in one saying. No, not that way, I had totally forgotten this merged saying. I went out boosting about the harvest without knowing what the burgers had planned. Mark you, the hives were not mine. But the burger has to pay whether the hives were mine or not. Such a burger has to die or get punished for a better tomorrow – I know how to get it; I will trap it. I guess that it produced its awful carbonated kind of monoxide complex odor gas that made the bees unconscious. The bees must have fainted and upon their conscious, they realized that the hives were empty. The next morning they set off to a new place free of burgers. But for me, I will remain here, I am going nowhere, I won’t free. I will find that burger and teach it a lesson, the hard way- mine is the operation chase of the burger(s). And the mission starts….. But before I commence the mission, I am told that the burger is never alone. In fact there is an old saying that says, “Two honey burgers have never failed to bring down the hive”. So I would need to incorporate a methodology for two or more burgers. In fact, now I know that it was burgers that tampered with the hives and not just a burger. The honey burger is popularly known as segere (thegere, if you don’t mind) in a native language. And it is reputed for air pollution. It is believed that it produces such a dreadful gas that makes dogs sniff and bees go unconscious. But what is all this grudge for? After all, it was just simple segeres in their niche, and that is the way they survive. So? I forgive them, but I will import Kenya Top Bar hives – they are honey burgers resistant – oh, sorry, I will advice grandpa to import Kenya Top Bar hives because they are honey burgers resistant.
Posted on: Fri, 17 Oct 2014 07:26:04 +0000
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