Toilet Trauma – Where Is The Pit?
The next agenda was going to the toilet. In the compound, I had not seen a latrine anywhere and I wondered where they went to the toilet. I…
The next agenda was going to the toilet. In the compound, I had not seen a latrine anywhere and I wondered where they went to the toilet. I…
I had never seen a gas cooker up close and now I was being shown how to light an automatic one. The sight of an Afri gas cylinder…
My sister had very high standards in everything, including the way they cooked and served their food. First off, all her sufurias looked new. They were scrubbed with…
Food at my sisters’ house was prepared and served in style. Their rice was always boiled separately and meat and vegetables were served as two separate side dishes…
At my sisters’ I saw Ugali made in a sufuria for the first time in my life. Their flour was Jogoo which made the Ugali so light and…
Compare that OlKalou breakfast with what was served at my sisters’ house. I tasted Weetabix for the first time at her house. I was served two cakes of…
The only thing that distressed me at my sisters’ house was lack of tea. On my first evening, we finished the delicious food served in beautiful china and…
Back home in OlKalou, our meals were a mass production for a minimum of ten people making the taste sometimes disappear in the quantity. Our meals were mainly…
At my sister’s house, after the meals were over and dishes were washed, they were dried with some beautiful dish towels, something I had never seen before. In…
On my second day, as I cleaned the floor in the living room as I was instructed, a ringing sound almost made me jump out of my skin.…