Miss Kangwato

Now that my timeline is filled with these wonderful Fathers' Day stories/wishes, I'd also like to remember my paps with this kastoro...of one kaprecious moment we once shared many years back. We used to stay very close to Karen Blixen...yes, THEE Karen Blixen, and at that time this beautiful jungle used to host weddings almost all weekends. Now, when you saw kids from our estate in these weddings, entry could've either been through the gate (formally) or through the famous 'panya routes', the latter being the most common. The weddings were such a norm, hadi some families (mine and others included) avoided preparing lunch ama supper on Saturdays cuz sumptuous meals were available at Blixen for free; free being the key word yawa! Reminds me of how most Kenyans immediately pay extreme attention to a sales person when the word 'FREE' is mentioned somewhere...hehehe Sasa this day, kama kawaida kulikuwa na weddo. This one had free entry, so we d

From living in a ‘second’ home for close to a decade, going to high school (a privilege not so many get), to going to this university ya mababi ata nashangaa nilifika aje….and NOW, finally folding my sleeves for my final year – form 4 ya uni!!! How merciful can my God be??? He’s done wonders to my life. He has created paths i never thought I’d ever cross. Wakisemanga from Grass to Grace, i think they’re always referring to me. From starting off at St. Mary’s; nakumbuka ka uniform kalikuwa kemeraruka nyuma but that didn’t deter me from being top 5 in class 🙂 ; viatu zikicheka unaambiwa hakuna 5 bob ya kupeleka kwa fundi – ningojee term ikianza! Changing schools in class eight, you’d think I’m changing clothes, in pursuit of a school that would make me perform well (ndio neinde National school) – DYC apo Lenana nikaenda two weeks, the Emmanson Academy nikaenda for 3 months, surprisingly nikakuwa index 2, but i remember the headteacher moving me to index 3 because apparently she fel

We used to stay very close to Karen Blixen…yes, THEE Karen Blixen, and at that time this beautiful jungle used to host weddings almost all weekends. Now, when you saw kids from our estate in these weddings, entry would have either been through the gate (formally) or through the famous ‘panya routes’, the latter being the most common. The weddings were such a norm, hadi some families (mine and others included) avoided preparing lunch ama supper on Saturdays cuz sumptuous meals were available at Blixen for free; free being the key word yawa! Reminds me of how most Kenyans immediately pay extreme attention to a sales person when the word ‘FREE’ is mentioned somewhere…hehehe Sasa this day, kama kawaida kulikuwa na weddo. This one had free entry, so we didn’t have to maneuver our way through our traditionally designed routes. Tulikuwa ‘rende’ kubwa, kila mtu amevaa Sunday best. Those with tattered clothes ni wenye walikuwa wamenyimwa ruhusa…so they were there illegally. Harusi ikaendel