For those with intriguing memories of their village upbringing, please leta hizo hekaya. Some of is find them very exciting . A person like me need to read one to remember my similar scenario and tell it.
Villages are full of hekayas that are rich. The creativity that comes with it matches no other. But one thing for sure that sticks in my mind is: nothing beats the smell of a heap of fresh,steaming cowdung in the morning …nothing whatsoever.
@kadinal welcome to our club …I just started checking yours leta zingine.
On another story I helped a distant relative of mine get a job somewhere as a driver…what made him get a job is the naivety he showed when he was asked his email address :D. I never paid attention to it till the employer asked me baadaye. It was provocative in a naive way. I’m happy his employer realized there was something more to him than just that email address .
Nothing here can beat my @Nyarwath. I spotted him from miles away when he posted his 1st post. I have many stories from Kiambu but I do not know how to write.
I have said so often that I cannot write properly…but I will be drafting them and @Nyarwath will look at my drafts for me…twanga yako meanwhile saitani uyu.
Sema @Lab your hekayas are top notch , oozing countryside, reminding me of early nineties when bread was bread,fanta was fanta not forgetting when chapos were respected,wish i could trade my sponsorship to you ,IGWEE…
I grew up in Nairobi, but I have mad respect and luv for guys who grew in the village.
We also had our fun growing up kwa mtaa, village guys have more hekayas.
