29/01/2025
The year is 2008, I remember clearly like it was yesterday, we had gone to play Ajwala those sides of kiasa dispensary... Faster forward the rain start to fall , I remember I had not done my assignment kwano , I rush home to clear my homework leaving my team with one man less, they negotiate with the other team to remove one person from their team to balance the game, orelse they threaten to all withdraw from the game,
The other team agrees to their demands and the game continues...
I receive heaps of abuse the following day at school for being punitive, weak and useless and never to travel with the team for more upcoming games 😄😆😄😆, I negotiate to be considered once more ...
On the table fearing Mr. Sabare, I humbly do my kwano homework to avoid chaos the following day...
20minutes down the line mama walks in and asks me "be iseluokori" I tell her yes nishaoga..
She tells me to remove my shirt and she Scrabs my back with ogusu and dirt comes of my body..
In the rainny night the legend, is told to go and bathe 😳😳
Even with tears rolling down my cheeks mama doesn't care all she wants is the legend to be clean .... to be continued
Meanwhile if your mother is alive give her heart,,, If she's no more leave flowers for her 💐
Rawley KE
Stephen Weke
