Recently one of my closest friends from my university
days was getting married and held wedding meetings. In spite of my busy
schedule, I was fortunate enough to be a part of his second last meeting and
much to my surprise, I did not feel coerced to give all the money in my wallet
and walk home as is the norm. The general ambiance at the meeting was of warmth
and humor with many of his friends cracking us up for most of the time we there.
I expected nothing less as the groom is quite the comedian himself. However in
this case he was a lot quieter than usual, I wondered whether the pre - wedding
jitters had gotten a hold of him but the humor was too intoxicating for me to
pay him much attention while at the meeting.
There was this fellow seated at the back and you would
expect a back bencher (as they are commonly called) to typically be quiet and
steer clear of attracting any attention to themselves. Much to the contrary,
this lad was rambunctious and suave and you could tell he enjoyed being the
life of the party. Mid way the meeting as we were collecting money to reduce the
balance owed on the church fees for the service on the wedding, we were left
with raising 250,000 when this fellow asked.
Ruckus Lad: “Let's ask the pastors son to
mediate on our behalf so that we get a discount.”
He said this because of the young gentleman seated in
front of him; who I quickly found out was the pastor’s son – the pastor who was
going to wed the bride and groom.
We all burst out laughing but in my case it was because
I found it refreshing that church folk were so lively and un - uptight as is the
usual rhetoric when it comes to them. If you are wondering why I classed the
wedding meeting members as church folk, it is because ¾ of them were the groom
and bride’s church friends and they are a tight knit bunch.
Before we could fully recover, words shot out of the fellow’s
mouth again and I thought to myself, how can anyone be this funny for free (after
all comedy is a respectable profession in this day and age).
Ruckus Lad: “Can we get a discount if we ask
them to switch off the lights in church?”
“Switch off the lights? How will we see the bride in her beautiful gown?” a lady promptly responded to which he had a rebuttal.
“Switch off the lights? How will we see the bride in her beautiful gown?” a lady promptly responded to which he had a rebuttal.
Ruckus Lad: “Bride, (he paused briefly
before continuing) …and what about William, we may only be able to see his teeth.”
We were amused but for many of you reading this who
have not met William, you would not really understand this joke. William is a 6
foot, dark chocolate brown Ateso (Eastern Uganda tribe) man with exceptionally white
teeth so the ruckus fellow may have also meant this as a compliment.
After this 15 minutes unsolicited comedy break, the chairman
finally took the reins back and continued with the next item on the budget. We made good progress for 30 minutes or so
only that it was now dark and a frog hoping in between the chairs where we sat
almost brought the meeting to a halt. The ladies began to squirm in their seats
and the chairman trying to get back our attention said,
Chairman: “If I see anyone jump out if
their seat as a result of the frog hoping around you will be fined.” To which
the audience giggled but only for a second when one lady could not contain it
anymore and screamed as she jumped out of her seat and the ruckus lad
responded,
“Yesu!” as he mimicked her. We laughed so hard that the
chairman took 5 minutes to get us all settled down before he could continue.
As we drew to the end of the budget, the in house comedian realized that
we had become too serious and moved closer to the font and offered to assist in
auctioning the gift for the day. In the middle of giving a description of the
articles contained in the wrapped gift, he caught sight of a late comer. She
was hiding behind a shrub attempting to creep in without being noticed so she
would not be fined. The fellow did a complete 360 turn and kept quiet drawing
all out attention after which he briskly yelled.
Ruckus Lad: “2,000 Ugx for the audience member to remove her scarf from her hair.”
Ruckus Lad: “2,000 Ugx for the audience member to remove her scarf from her hair.”
Someone responded, “There is no one wearing a scarf.”
Ruckus Lad: “Are you sure, you have not yet
seen her hiding like a chameleon in the shrub behind?”
The scarf was deemed an article of witchcraft and she
was fined for wearing it, not to worry though as someone else took matters into
their own hands, took him on and offered to pay her fine.
That evening I had come from work very tired and
exhausted but left this wedding meeting very rested and rejuvenated and extremely
sad that I had to go home before it had come to a close. As I walked out, I
left the chairman in trouble as the audience purchased his tie and then
followed on to solicit for his belt which he declined to release.
Let’s just say that this will be one of my fondest memories
of his wedding.