Percy Toko and Percy Toko

A Letter To Percy Toko & Percy Toko
Its not everyday that you get to have 2 namesakes in your parents sitting room. Not only namesakes but actually the surname as well. 
As I walked into the sitting room, just around 10 in the morning. I shouted: “ehe lo tsile go re ke atlhole go re leina la Percy le tsewa ke mang!”(ohh you guys are here so that I can declare who gets to keep the name Percy). The other Percy went on to state that actually they have the same surnames too. You remember that, right Percy and Percy?
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing; I was more interested in what has actually not motivated anyone from my Mafhikana ward, your ward too, to say something about you gentlemen. Perhaps they have, perhaps loads of people have talked about you: To honour your mothers, your families, because as far as it goes; I strongly believe that is one of the rarest coincidences at least here in Mafhikana. I was very interested in getting to know you gentlemen more. You see I think I know you, but casually, actually: Percy Toko, whom I had an appointment at 10 in the morning with; met Percy Toko, just by BG. Perhaps after a brief discussion, Percy Toko decided to drop off Percy Toko at home, at my parents home, to honour our appointment. 
The other Percy pointed out that you were indeed classmates at the Mafhikana Primary School, most importantly, with my sister Molly. Percy reiterated that statement. 
Why has my sister Molly not said anything about you Percy Toko and Percy Toko? Maybe she has, and nobody understood the fuss, including me.
Well, I thought I should say something, and the truth is, I thought someone, preferably from Mafhikana would understand the fuss, at the very least. 
This is to our special encounter, Percy Toko & Percy Toko. 
Sure di-bra.
Nkgosi, monnaa Molly

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