Image: Courtesy: YourMiddleEast.com I was just about to sleep yesterday when my sister changed the channel to Aljazeera and I was absolutely glued. I saw a couple of Palestinian flags raised, I immediatley thought it was a story about the Israeli occupation. I was wrong. This story was about guts and glory. It moved
I teach English and journalism in a local college in the Nairobi, CBD. I do have loads of fun in class. I believe hanging around younger people keeps me young. I had become a jaded and apathetic adult. It amazes me how fast you get there. It took me just 5 years to get there.
The cold woke Ali up, he had no idea how he had got out of the box to the cold smelly pavement. His body began to shudder from the cold. He looked up at the city clock an arm’s length away; it was 5.30am the morning crowd had began to flock in to the city.
I was overwhelmed with a sense of pride when I walked through the gates of my alma mater; Pangani Girls High School. The last time I had walked through those gates, I was going to collect my school leaving and KCSE certificate. My intention was never to return. Like most, I had enjoyed the social
Mwende woke up in the middle of the night. She had no idea why, but whatever it was pissed her off, it was the first time in nearly 6 weeks that she was finally able to fall asleep. The wind was blowing hard, flicking her blinds violently, she could hear screaming outside. She rolled her
When my mum was a little girl periodically my great granddad would send her to look for a specific type of small pebbles. Every time she would ask what they were for, he would chew her out for questioning an adult. The answer was always, “go and ask your mother, you shouldn’t ask your granddad