I am from a country where atheists are a tad more numerous than fleas in glass of beer. Quite a number of years ago, when our ancestors walked this earth, some people who looked like they had never been in the sun came to our lands and told us that they have come with a message from the god of our forefathers. We invited them to sit under the Mugumo tree as that was where messages from Nyaga used to come from but they insisted that they have to build a stone edifice since this new god only lived inside large huts built of stone. My ancestors watched in amazement as they proceeded to get our young men help them build a large stone hut and didn't even leave an area to build a fire!
When they saw that we were amazed they said they would show us the power of their god. The pointed sticks at nearby elephants which spoke with a loud noise so that the elephants fainted and died. They frightened so many elephants that our morans tried to stop them. These men with pale faces then pointed their sticks at our morans who on hearing the noise fell down too and died. They then proceeded to cut the tusks off the elephants and leave all the meat to rot. They told us that the useless tusks were valuable and the meat uneatable. Seeing the disdain they new people had for hunger, and the power they came with, my ancestors entered the large stone hut and worshiped this new god. By the time they got out of the stone hut those over clothed people had fenced off large tracts of land and told my ancestors that this no longer belonged to them. They were then told that they descended from some fellow whose name sounded, in the pale face language, like a succulent piece of pig and they were expected to now serve the new god and, by extension, the new god's people. It took two generations for them to realise the trick that had been played upon them.
The paleface has now largely gone from our lands but his god remains and is worshiped with even more zeal now. A large part of "African" culture has been replaced by this new god's commands. Our people are now ashamed of their bodies and cover them to hide them from "innocent" eyes. We have abandoned the thingira and now live in stone houses. The mugumo tree no longer issues the instructions of Nyaga and we rely on men with flowing robs to tell us what to do.
Well... some of us...
I hope you'll find me acceptable to your community.
Cogito, ergo sum: I perceive, thus I do sums.