This is not the post I was planning on putting up today, in fact, I wrote this last night while seething at the events that led to this change. Last night, something happened that hit too close to home, and I mean this literary. I was settling down for supper when the screams started. They … More The Monster she Married
Finally, the film we were all waiting for, a superhero we could all relate to. Because which African isn’t insanely wealthy and hiding a panther suit and a valuable metal from the world? The Black Panther aka Prince T’challa made his debut in the Marvel Cinematic Universe on Captain America: Civil War in 2016 when … More Ten Things to Know About Black Panther
On the day my mother went into labor with her middle child, she had already decided that she wouldn’t be going to any hospital. It was going to be a home birth. She brought me into this world with the help of a colleague (and they say teachers only know how to teach). When I … More Journal V: And Then I was Born
On the morning of January 1st 2018, I finished reading my first book of the year. It is also the last book I read in 2017, so I guess you could say I cheated a little. The book was written by Jodi Picoult, an author I celebrate for her lack of the conventional happy ending. … More House Rules by Jodi Picoult
My final post for the year 2017. This year has been good to me, much better than the past two or three. When 2017 started, I had hit rock bottom, financially, emotionally and in any other way that matters. I opted not to make any resolutions. On the night of 31st Dec 2016, I went … More Journal IV: Saying Goodbye to 2017
‘Tis the season to be jolly. That being the case, let me visit you with the ghosts of Christmas past. If you were a kid in the ‘90s and early 2000s and were brought up in the village, you have experienced most of this. 1. Pan borrowing. There seemed to be a rule that in … More Journal III: Christmas in the turn of the millennium
My grandfather, Josphat Kang’ethe Gatheru was born sometime around 1914, it was the early 1900s, no one was keeping birth records let alone celebrating birthdays so no one knows exactly when he was born. He died in 2008 when I was in form 2. Though I met him when he was already old and, some … More Journal II: My Grandfather the Freedom Fighter
