Mar 2018
The *** is broken........frankly I think today we will sleep hungry. My father is not back from work. My high mother is passed out on the floor mat we all sleep in. She has taken all the space. Slept like a king. My legs can't even fit. Too high from sniffing tobacco and drinking the last bottle of my father's special brew. Our neighbors say I take my mother's character but my face is father's. The judge this from the one time I tried the traditional brew my father brought home. The one meant for the men who come to gossip with my father. They keep saying don't gossip that they speak of the important things that may help the village grow. To protect it. Yet the whole conversation revolves around Mr. Waithaka and his inability to bear children and yet his beautiful last wife Njeri has bore twins for him. They laugh at his blindness to see Njeri's infidelity. I laugh too silently from my hiding place. But at them. Because they are blind to see that the same curse might be on them. my mother always says only a woman knows which man her child belongs.
My father is home. He brings home meat and the bitter leaves I hate. he is drunk as well. staggering and struggling to find his way in the hut. He screams at me to wake my mother. Yet she is right there. There is not much room in the space w live in for you to miss a single body. I figure he is just upset that his wife is the talk of the town. the drunk wife of Miricho . Soon the men will drink and gossip about him. Karma is truly a *****.
My father calls me to his knees touches my face with both his hands, looks me right in the eye an says 'you are the only hope of this family. don't fail me'. i guess he has all the right to pour such heavy responsibility on me . I am the only child of my father after all. At least the only child left. All the my step siblings died in the famine together with their mothers. we were the only survivors. He refused to marry again.The shock was too much. Loosing 11 children. outliving the army he brought into this world. What king is left without a kingdom to rule and still call himself king? I a tempted to marry the ugly man at the village market just to make my father happy but my brain screams education. Or is it the white man pretending to be my brain.
My father is home. He brings home meat and the bitter leaves I hate. he is drunk as well. staggering and struggling to find his way in the hut. He screams at me to wake my mother. Yet she is right there. There is not much room in the space w live in for you to miss a single body. I figure he is just upset that his wife is the talk of the town. the drunk wife of Miricho . Soon the men will drink and gossip about him. Karma is truly a *****.
My father calls me to his knees touches my face with both his hands, looks me right in the eye an says 'you are the only hope of this family. don't fail me'. i guess he has all the right to pour such heavy responsibility on me . I am the only child of my father after all. At least the only child left. All the my step siblings died in the famine together with their mothers. we were the only survivors. He refused to marry again.The shock was too much. Loosing 11 children. outliving the army he brought into this world. What king is left without a kingdom to rule and still call himself king? I a tempted to marry the ugly man at the village market just to make my father happy but my brain screams education. Or is it the white man pretending to be my brain.
