Main House
With those villages dotting the Nyandarua landscape, the new land owners figured they could construct their houses the cheapest way possible, giving their families inexpensive accommodation, as they…
Fire Never Goes Out
Our fire never went out. I want to believe the fire we lit in our house in the late sixties when we moved to Nyandarua is the same…
Improved Homes
As the 1970s decade came to a close and the 80s rolled in, majority of farmers in Nyandarua had completed repaying their government loans and were now bonafide…
Pioneer Parents Background
If you are from Nyandarua and you are lazy, I would like to know which part you grew up in or what kind of parents raised you. There…
Training the Children
Children were a free labor, gifted to parents by God. Our relationship with our parents was simple. We worked the land, did as we were told, and in…
Wanjiku wa Bata: Market Vendor
We knew her as Jirada. I do not know if that was her baptism name pronounced in Kikuyu fashion or what. She was a single mother of two…
No Money For Us – Ever
The other reason we never ate anything in town was the simple fact that we never had any money. Ever. Our parents made sure of that. To be…
Visit To Nyahururu
I witnessed the propane gas paranoia one time when I accompanied my mother to Nyahururu. There was a new Bank Manager at Kenya Commercial Bank, Nyahururu branch where…
Bottom Falls Out
Like all good mothers are known for embarrassing themselves and their children without batting an eyelid, my mother asked our host how she managed to cook the tea…
Sick Mothers
The hospital also brought out some characteristics in our mothers we had not noticed before. Women (I don’t know if its all of them) have a way of…