Its a beatiful day and am feeling like life doesnt make sense at all. This week has been a learning lesson for me. When mum was found to have ovarian tumour we took it in our stride with her being optimistic Susan hopeful me thoughtful. It happened and her daughters were right by her side holding her hand and being supportive then arguing about something not important at all!!!!!
But anyway life qent on and she got out of hosi and thats when life for me became really scaery. They all left me alone to take care of my dear um. AAAAARGH!!!! How sure were they that I was worth that position. I love my mum 2 much to put her in my hands guess that says a lot about me.... And then again it also says a lot about my faith.
1 day she vomited after her meal and I was sure labda it was just the food then at night she vomited again and thats when I freaked out and I started doubting there decision of putting me as mum's nurse. But the thing that scared me the most was her not praying and reading the bible.My mum hu used to wake up at 4 to pray and soma bibilia and hu never let us sleep without praying was not praying as much that was according to me the worst and that why am smilling today coz ameamka at 5 kuomba na ametukeep hadi 10 pm reading the bible. HUUUUUUURRRRRRRAAAAAHHHH!!!!!
Now its time for us to see the doctor for 1 more checkup and get to know whetre its chemo 4 her or not a trip the two of us have been postponing 4 a long time!!!! God help us.......
Friday, 8 July 2011
Thursday, 9 June 2011
Today
I am a girl who became an aunt at age 2 and my father retired when I was in class one. I have an amazing life because God has blessed my life. Let me try and explain when I was a child in beautiful chepkanga I grew up feeling like am the third born in a family of three because thats who were left at home. Mark the cheeky one always playing tricks on people.
The new house was being built I was 7yrs Sue was 10 and Mark 11. We loved playing in the big house being built sasa one day it was time to play hide and seek imagine Mark had the guts kunitafuta kwa sink kwa sink sawa I was small but kwa sink thats just being Mark. Then when the hole for garbage was being dug cheeky Mark thought it a good idea to scare Cherop ( a girl our age) now he told me and Sue that he was hiding a pipe in the hole. Later on him the gallant leader leads us to the hole cherop with us. Once in he pulls out the pipe and shouts snake and till this day cherop swears that was asnake she screamed for more than ten minutes.
Nextstory when Mark forgot me in school while he went home.Normally I went home with Sue but on that day Sue had a lesson that went hadi 6 so I had to go home with my brother but he forgot and went home home was 2 matatus away a child of class 1 couldnt go alone. I had to wait for Susan at 6 to go home with alafu nafika nyumbani ndio Mark anaanza kupanic. On the same note kuna when I was in class three I dint make it home...
The new house was being built I was 7yrs Sue was 10 and Mark 11. We loved playing in the big house being built sasa one day it was time to play hide and seek imagine Mark had the guts kunitafuta kwa sink kwa sink sawa I was small but kwa sink thats just being Mark. Then when the hole for garbage was being dug cheeky Mark thought it a good idea to scare Cherop ( a girl our age) now he told me and Sue that he was hiding a pipe in the hole. Later on him the gallant leader leads us to the hole cherop with us. Once in he pulls out the pipe and shouts snake and till this day cherop swears that was asnake she screamed for more than ten minutes.
Nextstory when Mark forgot me in school while he went home.Normally I went home with Sue but on that day Sue had a lesson that went hadi 6 so I had to go home with my brother but he forgot and went home home was 2 matatus away a child of class 1 couldnt go alone. I had to wait for Susan at 6 to go home with alafu nafika nyumbani ndio Mark anaanza kupanic. On the same note kuna when I was in class three I dint make it home...
Friday, 8 April 2011
Mama Dear
Dear Mum,
I have never really told you how much I love you but I love you a lot.You have always been the mother of the community. I always thought you would join politics what with the way you care for those people so much. I guess maybe I was a little jealous of them. But I know you belong to us and us alone the 8 of us. Mum you surely have the energy of ten women half your age.And that makes me the proudest daughter in the world but then again at times am sad coz you say you cant do this or that for me coz the church needs contribution ya our small community and odd enough its just you hu contributes.Mama ulisurvive aje kubring up 8 kids
I have never really told you how much I love you but I love you a lot.You have always been the mother of the community. I always thought you would join politics what with the way you care for those people so much. I guess maybe I was a little jealous of them. But I know you belong to us and us alone the 8 of us. Mum you surely have the energy of ten women half your age.And that makes me the proudest daughter in the world but then again at times am sad coz you say you cant do this or that for me coz the church needs contribution ya our small community and odd enough its just you hu contributes.Mama ulisurvive aje kubring up 8 kids
Wednesday, 30 March 2011
QUEENS IN THE MAKING!
I penda life coz waaah it is just interestn!!!!!!
I remember ma stuff that has happnd that has made people laugh at all stages of laif. Mara c a classmate lusn a shoe coz ilifly hadi juu ya toilet roof. Then the days ya kuruka fence bak in Mr Ms land.I still rememba tukipush wall ndio atuchape vizuri. Mr Mwangi yaani (every1 had a Mr M in his/her laif ryt???) I just salute those teachers who made us dread going to skul but pai alitupa memories worth making and drew the class closer together in our 'hate' 4 him.
Then new skul class six comn and new teachers to dread. That first day in skul (again all those hu know the feeln do empathise with me) waaah I had butterflies in my stomach alafu venye watu walikuwa wanakaa mabarbie that I was freakn out.And I had a crush on the hottest guy in class hmm that guy was hot. All in all I got over it safely phewx!!! Then kukneel down mbele ya staffroom with my mouth covered na sellotape courtersy of Mr Ki.Now I remember y I was sooo glad to b dne with primary.I remember Mrs Nyo(alikuwa anaitwa nani???) akiuliza hu pendas skul n akiwa so shockd wen we all in unison said NO ONE!!
Mwalimu Si wat a kiswahili teacher and a half. (hu has ever noticed that all pri swa teachers are just comedians) I pendad that teacha venye he thot!!!!
All my pri lyf I cnt forget Miss K wit her swag, short skirts, ATT n venye she made me go places plus her favourn me!!! hehe
Hyskul!!!! Tunaingia form 1 feeln so mature and so on top of the world only to be reminded by Mr Ak hau we are wheelbarrows wa shule to be seen and to serve but have no ryts at all. Them prefects made us kneel imba sme lullabies and M beat the chemistry into us (at least kwa wengine iliingia). The fact that we were a mixed skul meant that life never got boring!! Alfu rumours spread like bushfire this chick sneaks into the boys dorm at nait and by break time the whole skul minus the teachers know abt it. What the heck hau the hell. Thn the dreaded 4... (that class since I entad 4rm 1 to the day 1 finishd that kcse paper has bn the same ) is wea all the evil happnd!!! Even the principal culdnt do anythn abt it
TO B CONTINUED
tym 4 swt me to slip wit a smile am so glad am out of Hyskul no matter hau fun it smtimes was
TO B CONTINUED...
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I remember ma stuff that has happnd that has made people laugh at all stages of laif. Mara c a classmate lusn a shoe coz ilifly hadi juu ya toilet roof. Then the days ya kuruka fence bak in Mr Ms land.I still rememba tukipush wall ndio atuchape vizuri. Mr Mwangi yaani (every1 had a Mr M in his/her laif ryt???) I just salute those teachers who made us dread going to skul but pai alitupa memories worth making and drew the class closer together in our 'hate' 4 him.
Then new skul class six comn and new teachers to dread. That first day in skul (again all those hu know the feeln do empathise with me) waaah I had butterflies in my stomach alafu venye watu walikuwa wanakaa mabarbie that I was freakn out.And I had a crush on the hottest guy in class hmm that guy was hot. All in all I got over it safely phewx!!! Then kukneel down mbele ya staffroom with my mouth covered na sellotape courtersy of Mr Ki.Now I remember y I was sooo glad to b dne with primary.I remember Mrs Nyo(alikuwa anaitwa nani???) akiuliza hu pendas skul n akiwa so shockd wen we all in unison said NO ONE!!
Mwalimu Si wat a kiswahili teacher and a half. (hu has ever noticed that all pri swa teachers are just comedians) I pendad that teacha venye he thot!!!!
All my pri lyf I cnt forget Miss K wit her swag, short skirts, ATT n venye she made me go places plus her favourn me!!! hehe
Hyskul!!!! Tunaingia form 1 feeln so mature and so on top of the world only to be reminded by Mr Ak hau we are wheelbarrows wa shule to be seen and to serve but have no ryts at all. Them prefects made us kneel imba sme lullabies and M beat the chemistry into us (at least kwa wengine iliingia). The fact that we were a mixed skul meant that life never got boring!! Alfu rumours spread like bushfire this chick sneaks into the boys dorm at nait and by break time the whole skul minus the teachers know abt it. What the heck hau the hell. Thn the dreaded 4... (that class since I entad 4rm 1 to the day 1 finishd that kcse paper has bn the same ) is wea all the evil happnd!!! Even the principal culdnt do anythn abt it
TO B CONTINUED
tym 4 swt me to slip wit a smile am so glad am out of Hyskul no matter hau fun it smtimes was
TO B CONTINUED...
Tuesday, 29 March 2011
My Hero.
Tommorow willl mark 5 years since I said goodbye to my dear father.Known to me as Baba to my brothers as FCC and to the world as Mr Cheruiyot. A great man he was a man am more than proud that he was my father. WAAAAAH I MISS HIM soooo much. He had the answers to all my questions and I felt safe if he would have told me to jump off a bridge I would have done it wihtout thinking twice I never ever doubted his decisions.
A handsome distinguished quiet wise man who said habari yake and with whom I arm wrestled and took walks with on sunday evenings. The man who loved his children and who gave us the best the man who would not take a bribe at ALL...
The man who raised 8 children.
Baba your memory lives on and though you are gone we love you. Imiss you very very much. Going to
A handsome distinguished quiet wise man who said habari yake and with whom I arm wrestled and took walks with on sunday evenings. The man who loved his children and who gave us the best the man who would not take a bribe at ALL...
The man who raised 8 children.
Baba your memory lives on and though you are gone we love you. Imiss you very very much. Going to
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