Ayoo got home drenched, and headed straight for the shower, it had been a long day and getting home was even harder with the rain. She stood at the bus stop for 3 hours wrestling at the door of every other matatu pulling up to the bus stop, to try and get a seat and
Mum and I weren’t talking much this morning. We had a little tiff about my hair. Let’s just say my hair was looking….” festive”. A few weeks ago I had told my mother I wanted a new look for the new year, she was open to it and we sat down and had a discussion
Ella tiptoed around the room in her converse sneakers, hand flipped perpendicular to her forearm pretending to walk in heels. Her lips moved but no sound came out. She seemed to be having an intense conversation with an imaginary person. “She’s been at it for hours, just let her be?” Mark told Dave as he inched
“SHINE BRIGHT LIKE A DIAMOND!” Jane yelled at the top of her lungs. “SHINE BWIGHT LIKE A DYMON!” Little Anna echoed her sister at the top of her lungs. Other children zoomed past them on their bikes screaming from pure joy. Others trying to play kickball in the midst of the madness. School was closed
A blow of the harmonica was followed by very shrill singing on the street. “Count your blessings count them one by one! Count your blessings see what God has done!” People walked by the shrill beggar on the street, some giggling with the odd enthusiasm the dirty-faced man sang with, flashing chocolate brown teeth. “Count
Peter started to fan himself and cough really hard as if he was trying to get something out of his throat. Dorothy’s face began to contort itself, eyes tearing as she rushed towards the window to let in some fresh air. Ivan chuckled in the back of the class pointing at Hunter’s butt crack which