Kenyan 4 Real

Sweet Grandma

So grandma is in town.Hwow!That so means a lot of things,especially in our culture.You have to treat her like a princess,and she cannot sleep in our house according to custom.Well,I don't know what might happen if she does,but..that's the way it is.She is a born 1969..how many years are those now?mmmm...I'll do the Math later.Well,my aunt,her daughter, is suffering from Tuberculosis and she's been admitted to hospital for close to two weeks now.So you understand why grandma is around.

The only challenge I get when she is around is how to communicate to her.She isn't so conversant with Swahili.She's typically Luo,and you know,growing in the city did not do me much justice in helping me master the language of my tribe,even though I can speak it like a foreign tongue. Just today I was going to pick her at the bus stop after she had come home from hospital to see my aunt with dad,and she was wondering how cars in Nairobi town are never really in a hurry in contrast to the Mombasa Road highway where vehicles literally fly...and I was unable to find the right vocabulary to explain to her that we were crossing a highway,and vehicles behave that way.So I just smiled off. Of course she couldn't know what was going through my mind.

Nevertheless,I love her company.We cooked some chapatis this morning for her breakfast.It just feels good to cater for her like she catered for dad when he was a small thing...:)

Mum and dad are doing better.They stopped fighting. That's good for us. Am supposed to be going back to school yet I have no idea where dad is gonna get my fees from. I haven't even completed last semester's fees. Anyway, I leave it to God.Let's just have a good time and have faith.

Catch me at the Hilton on Sato.Poetry!

3pm to 7pm.Charges 20
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Cold But Hot!!!

The Rose Gate Academy Sports Day was a show stopper.It was the first event of its kind for the school,and I tell you, it was a great success.The many months of preparation may have drained us,but in the end,we were happy that it was worth the trouble.The turn up was great.In fact,the chairs ended up being less.Money hadn't enough money to hire chairs,and the parents did not mind sitting on the puplis' chairs.There was dancing,racing,tug of war,and it got juicier when the parents asked for an encore of the Lingala tune that the students danced to.Teachers,parents and students joined in it(see picture).Absolutely wonderful.In case you're wondering when that was,then Friday July 15th, 2011 would be the best answer for you.Yes,and Naomi showed up.The video is almost out.Can't wait!!!

We had some moments of poetry in the house before she finally left at around 7pm.Those last minutes ended up suggestive but well,we are just friends,and while I could have been hoping that something would start up,maybe it would be best if I hold on to my cards and let time decide stuff.

This week I am in campus sitting for the papers I missed in my previous semester due to lack of fees.The sponsorship company hasn't yet communicated,but am hopeful that I will be in school when that time comes.So much stuff has been happening at home.Mum and dad haven't been in the best of terms recently because of the running of the school.It hurts me when they argue but there's nothing I can do about it.I try to ignore..but it's so hard.

Pray that I have a good week.You too.

A Weekend Of All Sorts

Nairobi, Kenya was a cold spot.My goodness,it still is.We would be walking in blankets and probably eating ice food.How do they feel in Europe?We haven't seen snow yet and we are freezing this much.But the day was worth the stay in the chill.I was at the Kenyan Poets Lounge meeting.We have a big following on Facebook,though a good number did turn up.It was the first ever big meeting.The previous ones have comprised of never more than three people.But we met.It was my first time to meet Stella and Nelas.Both of them my close net associates.I would die for another of that day.The Central Park served us right...but it was cold...damn cold.So those were my fellow poets.Now we are on the trail of beginning to bond and work on how we could publish our work.Poetry does not really sell in Kenya because of the poor reading culture in the country,yet we have so much talent out here.

Home is a bit of a mess.Mum and dad had a bitter row on Saturday night.I would really wish to forget it.But all I can say is that I hate the male ego.I don't know if marriage has anything to do with it.Am scared.My dose of drugs got over last night,but am still feeling sick.I think I'll visit the school clinic.I am insured throughout the year.They could give me better drugs.The financial crisis at home...I have no idea how best to describe it.But we are hanging on.

I really pray that I will qualify for the scholarship I applied.They said they would get back to me at the end of this month.Meanwhile.let me hope that things will get better at home as I pray for the sun to try hard to smile hard on our land....;)

Am here!!!

Life has ups and downs.Yes,I know,it's been a long time.My former girlfriend is back to her mother's house.Call it a divorce.I don't have any better word to use.Well,even the manner in which she got married was just queer..or hilarious..and in that same manner has she come back,but with three children on her back.Education is important.I just know that.She was in our house yesterday,apologizing for all the hurt she caused me.You know..love has issues.I realize.She still loves me,like she says,and it's true.The look in her eyes cannot go contrary to that.But now,we can't take back the hand of time and make things right.We just can't be.It's been five good years now,and all she's got is a broken marriage and a burden to carry.She has nowhere to go,doesn't have any college education and....I just don't know what's going to be next.I feel sorry for her.

Her mother is not that easy going.She forced her into that marriage.Now,she's only got herself to blame for wasting her daughter's time,energy and youth.I tell you,I hate some of the traditions we have in Africa.Some things ought to be done away with.

Anyway,I have been okay.Fell sick the past week from malaria.Actually everyone succumbed to it.It's normal when we are just from up country.I should be backing to campus next month.But first I have to register for special exams since I missed my end of semester last time.And dad hasn't yet completed my fees.Am hoping to get the scholarship I applied for.I have to go to school.I will be a great man tomorrow.

Speaking of tomorrow...the Kenyan Poets Lounge members will be having a get together for the first time.Oh, yes,am so excited about it.I'll write down a poem or two to possibly perform there.Mum and dad are not in very good terms concerning the running of the school.Men,it's so hard to keep a marriage.I have seen.But am still hopeful that I'll make it when my time comes.

My love life is going around circles.Am taking one day at a time.Really need to be careful this time coz heart break is not happening again.I won't allow it.So whoever I settle for must really be someone serious about moving forward.

Well,am till recovering from malaria.Not doing so good.But I'll be fine.

Night out