Wonders of Wanda

Nostalgia can make us or break us. Forget the part about breaking us for a minute and read this one that has made me what I am today. My right hand never leaves my cheek whenever I painfully remember my sweet past experiences. Today, I remembered those sweet childhood games and plays and wondered why these days the kids we sire do not possess such kind of creativity.  One wonders whether they even know what "mkebe" and "chapata" are. One also wonders whether they know what "kuruka uzi" means. Besides, when asked to play "kumuchurusia" and "kumutecha"(these were the games we played with balls made of polythene bags and some strings around them), will they even know where to start from? In those days, girls would go to the posho mill and play "kati" for four hours. Only the approach of dusk would remind them that it was time to go home. They would fold their skirts and tuck them in on one side. This was meant to make them f...

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All years with an "8" at the end have been so good to me. You should not forget that in such a year, I uttered my first word and made my first step. It should also be remembered that in such a year, I watched my first world cup, the greatest world cup ever. I still remember vividly how one man by the name Roberto Baggio and a teammate by the name Christian Vieri attacked like ants. They were, however, meted with attacks in the same vigour from Ivan Zamorano and Marcelo Salas-I remember as if it were yesterday. who would dare forget those Roberto Carlos' "banana" free kicks? Some misfortunes though: Onyiso, our best goalkeeper then, kukula nyobo at the hands of Sunday Oliseh and co., and my "Samba Boys" losing out to a team made of seven Bukusus and a few white men and the Bomb Blast in Nairobi. I cannot leave Lukhome Primary School out of this. A ten-year-old boy bred in the dirty ghettos of Nairobi is travelling back home to his peop...