I have had an eventful past two, three weeks. It has been crazy is all I can say. I think I’m ready to go back to school now because Eldoret has shown me quite enough. I’m not complaining though , I’ve just had my quota of drama for the first quarter of 2017. I think my thighs are toned now 😂😂
Confession: I haven’t ran in the morning for like a month( I feel terrible 😩 ). My sleep demons have been winning but I’ll be back to wage a bigger war soon. By soon I mean June. May isn’t looking lucky either coz it’s started raining for real here and it’s muddy(excuses tu) and I know I’ll compensate for it later when I go run errands for my mum in town and it turns literal.It’s election season and you know how Kenyans turn crazy during this season. (Our problem is, we forget too quickly).
I’ll be walking around town, doing some shopping in the market when I’ll hear screaming and and people running for cover and so I won’t wait but run for my life too even though I don’t know why we’re running. I will have guessed it though. Teargas. This has happened to me three times.
Have you ever been teargassed?? Haha! It’s like a slow death by suffocation. You were just walking in town, minding your own business when you see people running and you don’t know where the danger is and you suddenly start chocking. Then the tears. Then the running nose. Then the sneezing and you don’t have water in sight. It’s ugly. So imagine if a grown man can’t handle it, what about children? Babies on their mothers’ backs? Aki I saw a kid being led away by his mum crying looking for water. It was so sad. Let’s be woke guys and help each other out.
Since I’ve been here, I’ve encountered gunshots and a fire. I’m from the hood, gunshots don’t scare me much (lol) and I know what to do It’s like drilled into my head. A fire though? I’ve seen infernos on TV, read about them, I’ve seen smoke from a far but never actually witnessed one up close and helped put it out. I learned one thing though, I’m actually a quick thinker (and here my mum was worried that I was a sloth IRL 😒).
It’s been a constant race against time. Running. Learning to be woke! It’s a tricky season in Kenya currently and we better be cautious. Let’s try to think before we act or speak. Be careful who you confront and where you tread. Maybe carry a bottle of water sometimes ey? You never know when it might come in handy.
You see when we are running from teargas and we run into someone’s shop, for example, for safety? Remember that person helped you without thinking ati sasa which tribe are you from. They were just being human. So come 8/8/17 , be human too and don’t throw a rock at that shop’s window because the owner is not your tribe. Am I making sense?
My dad was around this labour day and he’s a fussy dad. Since we were kids, he’s been telling us to wear closed shoes when we go out. I wanted to wear sandals on this particular day. We had a small confrontation. He told me,”okay, fanya kile unataka.” In other words, he played the guilt card. I’m a sucker for the guilt card. He said I should wear my running shoes to save time because they were right at the door. Let’s just say I wouldn’t have been able to run for my life with sandals on.
How’s your side of the country looking?Is it peaceful or people are running too? Let me know in the comments ☺