Let’s make Kenyan Music Unbwogable!
Cover Image: All rights www.sauti-sol.com My body is so sore. Buut you know what? Every bit of the aches and pain was worth it. It rained last week; I wasn’t going to traverse the city in that mess for dance class. Missing that one week, on the other hand, was awful. My body needed some
Dazed and Confused
Reuben emerged from the matatu the sun blinded him he shielded his face with his forearm. His feet steadily stepping on the tarmac at the bus stop. A garbage fire was ragging a foot from him, the heat startled him, he jolted away and bumped into someone. The man clicked, “watch where you are going?”
The Huge Mess
Drum rolls rang in the arena; there was an expectant silence in the darkness only slightly illuminated by the spotlight in the centre of the arena. The juggling monkeys and the vegetarian Hyena had already dazzled the crowd , Ella was up next with the usual colossal act; balancing on a beach ball while rolling
Friendships that keep me hungry and foolish!
I had a powerful meeting last week with a group of friends that re-energised me. It was really interesting how we got to that point. It had only been a few months since Paul’s return to Kenya at the time we bumped in to each other in the Nairobi central business district. It was a
She Says: An Attitude of Gratitude goes a loooong way!
Last week I handed my class their mid semester results, the performance was mixed. As we went through the paper, I reminded the class what I mentioned at the beginning of the semester. “Mistakes exist so we can learn from them. They do not define us.” It will take time for that to resonate especially
Everyone was cheering and laughing at every stop as the van picked everyone up.Walter was making fun of Andrew again, making the slurping sounds that Andrew made as he sipped his coffee. In another corner of the bus Gilder was rapping a Tupac song as Becka beat boxed. The people around her constantly chanting “Go