Let me brag today. After all, it is not every day that I have reason to do so. My Dolls & Photos She is one of the few people who have met my dolls, Sarah and Tina. I still have that photo Daddy took of my sis, her, Alpha (her brother) and me holding Tina and my sister’s doll Kate. The photo was taken the day Daddy bought Tina and Kate. I even have a photo of Alpha and her when she was barely a year old and used to call me Thiamali - a name that her Mom still calls me by sometimes. At the time that this photo was taken, her Mom was a nurse at Kaimosi Friends Hospital in Western Kenya, and my Mom a teacher at Kaimosi Girls High School. However, her stay in Kenya was short-lived as her family returned to Uganda a year later. I have another photo of my Aunt, her brother, my Sis, and me taken at the Ambassadors of Hope children’s home in Luweero when she was twelve. Her Early Songs & Humour We always loved it when she and Alpha visited us. She was only three years old, but I looke...

Yesterday, at the Wandegeya traffic lights crossing, I noticed a stray dog beside me. I was amused at the way it stopped patiently with the rest of the pedestrians and crossed the road together with them at the right time. That left me thinking, ‘Was the dog just copying what the pedestrians were doing or was it aware of the dangers of crossing the road while vehicles were still moving?’ According to research by Friederike Range and Ludwig Huber, of the University of Vienna, and Zsofia Viranyi, of the Eötvös University in Budapest, dogs, like human infants, do not simply copy an action they observe, but adjust the extent to which they imitate to the circumstances of the action. Normally, dogs prefer to use their mouths when faced with a task of opening a container by pulling a rod. However, in the study, a female dog was trained to open the box with her paw. When the other dogs observed the female's action, they imitated it in order to get the food. However, the dogs imitated selec...

I can’t sleep ,  My thoughts deep  Stunning, shocking,  How all sin,  Even the saint.  I can’t sleep,  With qualms deep,  Hush-hush tales,  Not to trail.  I can’t sleep,  On loads deep,  Feeling sadness, misery  For life’s tests,  For life’s woes.  I can’t sleep,  I can’t alienate,  Life’s woes.

He loves to be captain, To take risky commissions, Ponder all solo, Solo finding life that will keep him lured, For passion’s in being lured. He’s useful here, He’s useful there, Then conducts lone speeches for later. It is called relevance It is called astuteness To think of next To think of dawn. Inspired by his post.

I cannot believe how much I like Les Wanyika music compared to my childhood days. Perhaps it was my brother who disliked them more when we were growing up in Kenya for he made sure he always came with his own music from school (Kings College Budo). He banned Swahili Service in the house unless Leonard Mambo Mbotela was on with his Jee huu ni ungwana? I remember as children we used to imitate Leonard Mambo Mbotela with his live football commentaries “Kadenge na mpira, Kadenge na mpira, anachenga, moja, anachenga mbili, anakuja katikati....wasikilizaji, wananchi, mashabiki ni...(gooooooooooooooooalllll!!!)X3” English Service did not go well with my brother because he said it played outdated songs. The radio never left my Mom’s bedroom but once my brother was back home from school, it would be in our room. I seem to remember my brother saying that President Moi had stopped any Kenyan radio station from playing Western music. Today he is in the UK but Mom says he has tried his best ...

Why am I thinking of him Thinking love Why am I missing him Missing bliss Why am I feeling hopeless Feeling lost Why am I dreaming of him Dreaming radiance While I think of him, he has forgotten me While I miss him, he misses them While I feel hopeless, his life is great I will live, Live without him I will forget, Forget about him I will move on, Move on with my life Move on to greater heights Move on to greener pastures Move on to bigger dreams Move on to better thoughts

I call him I feel pain I read him I feel pain He ignores me I feel pain He responds I feel pain He laughs I cry He cries I cry