#Dala
East or West home is best.
You may think you have the worst home before you visit another place or country to make comparisons.
Respect the people back home even when you come back from America after ten years.Remember you left them there and found them there,they didn't follow you to America or wherever.
You came back for the simple reason- that's home!
Give them audience and do not display arrogance just because you've come from Nairobi or Kawempe(the land of ebisenene)
The village lunatic will do with as little as sh.50 and he'll gloss over your generosity for two years.
The okada men will appreciate a little overpayment of sh.20 on top of the normal fare.
Once in a while a grandmother will flatter you"my husband you are long gone"-Half a kilo of sugar will do.
When one is bereaved participate in their sorrow.Dig the grave,split the firewood.Keep the night vigil.Contribute.Work.Organize. No man is an island. Your turn will come.
And those blessed with a car give these people lift for heavens sake!What's a vehicle but movable metal?
The village sod(perpetual drunkard) is,if you have never known, the custodian of TRUTH.Whatever you want to know he will tell you.Be it the latest "terrorist",the "andila battalion",the "best wizard" etc he knows by heart.Just a little fuete,obwa,andiwo ...will trigger his hypothalamus into verbosity spitting all the truth and projected truth.He is famed for he can tell who is the son of who!
He will tell you who is sleeping where with who and at what time.He will predict when so and so's daughter is likely to be back in the village ....he'll even tell you that the dress Awino is putting on she had it during her mother's funeral three years ago!
Then there's a funny category -The village belles- clad in tight fitting faded jeans with tighter tops to match. To say the least,a scarecrow will be green with envy had it the capacity to look at them.They are the noisiest group. Spewing nothingness...
East or West home is best.
You may think you have the worst home before you visit another place or country to make comparisons.
Respect the people back home even when you come back from America after ten years.Remember you left them there and found them there,they didn't follow you to America or wherever.
You came back for the simple reason- that's home!
Give them audience and do not display arrogance just because you've come from Nairobi or Kawempe(the land of ebisenene)
The village lunatic will do with as little as sh.50 and he'll gloss over your generosity for two years.
The okada men will appreciate a little overpayment of sh.20 on top of the normal fare.
Once in a while a grandmother will flatter you"my husband you are long gone"-Half a kilo of sugar will do.
When one is bereaved participate in their sorrow.Dig the grave,split the firewood.Keep the night vigil.Contribute.Work.Organize. No man is an island. Your turn will come.
And those blessed with a car give these people lift for heavens sake!What's a vehicle but movable metal?
The village sod(perpetual drunkard) is,if you have never known, the custodian of TRUTH.Whatever you want to know he will tell you.Be it the latest "terrorist",the "andila battalion",the "best wizard" etc he knows by heart.Just a little fuete,obwa,andiwo ...will trigger his hypothalamus into verbosity spitting all the truth and projected truth.He is famed for he can tell who is the son of who!
He will tell you who is sleeping where with who and at what time.He will predict when so and so's daughter is likely to be back in the village ....he'll even tell you that the dress Awino is putting on she had it during her mother's funeral three years ago!
Then there's a funny category -The village belles- clad in tight fitting faded jeans with tighter tops to match. To say the least,a scarecrow will be green with envy had it the capacity to look at them.They are the noisiest group. Spewing nothingness...
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