Alpha Barbie

My photo
Simple like Quantum Physics Alpha Barbie My father's daughter

Thursday 2 May 2013

Back then

BACK THEN
Kenya has come a longway. I was checking up on a trend on twitter #onceuponakenyantime. The memories that trend evoked in my mind were amazing.
I remember when I was growing up (I can’t say young because it’s now when am young) I owned a BMX. The mountain bikes of back then. Or what is the in bike? I was the meanest person when it came to the bike. If you were to get a ride on it you had to pay me. One shilling was the charge. I claimed it was for maintenance purposes. But it always ended at the nearest shop to buy patco . They were not like the ones we have today. Their quality was good, extra sweet and firm.
I used to take one shilling coins from the house grocery account to buy patco and Koo (I wonder where they went). My father would always ask who takes money from the house. We felt like geniuses thinking he did not know. One day my father waited for us (me and my brother) to pick the coins as usual and walked in when we were in the action. The memory of that day still lingers my mind. The beating we received… let’s just i say have never taken an extra coin from my father without his consent since then.
The trend on twitter brought back memories of bano. I did love that game. My brother always lied to me there was an Olympic section of the came and I was working to go and unleash my talent to the world there. In school I would always get into problems because of playing the game. The teachers termed it as gambling. But I can’t blame them. When I look back and see my little short and skinny self in a green and white checked dress squatting in the Conner of the school field, aiming to hit other pebble with mine… not a pretty good cite.
OMO PICK A BOX. Regina Ree where did you go? This lady was my role model. That English! Considering I was brought up in the Eastland’s area and the only English we spoke was in class and it was broken. This was one of the most tweeted game show on that trend.
Life was easy then. There was ample playing ground. Not like today where all the land has been grabbed even not a foot path is left. That’s why kids play fifa and those ps3 video games… I wonder what girls play in this error. Or do they just watch Kim Kardashian and ice loves coco!  They missed out on Kasuku and rounders. Or is it there?
The y generation kids won’t have anything to remember. But thinking of it the previous generation thought the same of us. Though, I still feel a lot has been deprived from them. Take a  Walk into house of leather and see all kinds of toys they have and the shelves. The kids do not have the chance to make guns from mad and play police and robber; to say tushnyao referring to a gunshot sound. I mean their toy gun already have a sound.
To make themselves dirty and be beaten when they get home in the evening.  The trend did take me down a memory lane and as one of the tweeps said… let’s do these again seven years from now.

Withheld

WITHELD

For mercy I still plea,
Living like a single pea,
Missing the other pair,
Though still eat the rest of the pear.
In spirit together we shall ever be,
Rich you left with love for thee,
Now who I am the gun I should be holding,
The gap you left to you I should come.
For every sprawl around for you looking,
Sure I still call for you searching.
For the truth I want to seek
Not finding you shall be scaring
Coz without you I am boring
For you did show me how to have
a good life

by Mwongeli. M