Death In Gikuyu
The only time we heard people talk of death was when our parents tuned into the Voice of Kenya (VoK) Central Station. That was the station on VoK…
The only time we heard people talk of death was when our parents tuned into the Voice of Kenya (VoK) Central Station. That was the station on VoK…
Hearing an obituary announcement on the radio was the closest we ever got to death that happened in a distant land we did not know much about. The…
Like I mentioned in the previous post, this situation was not unique to my family. There were a few other women who were running their farms and raising…
The other risky sacrifice the women made was feeding the MauMau fighters who were hiding in the forests. The women understood the dangers. They knew if they were…
Just like us growing up, my children may not get it now, but at some point in their lives when they are ready, they may get to their…
The pioneer students who were admitted to Munyeki in January of 1970 all started in standard one, regardless of their age. It was a new school starting from…
My home became a beehive of activity for a whole week prior to the wedding. My relatives from Gikuyu came and camped at our home, there was no…
My cousins from Gikuyu were in the bridesmaid line up too, so it was no longer intimidating for me. I actually started enjoying myself. Some of them did…
Our children, the next generation, have an uphill task ahead of them. They are graduating college and they are confronted by an economy that is not working in…
We all know our generation had more and better opportunities than our children do. Sad but true. When I talk of our children, I am aware there are…