When hearing them girls talking about Childhood-sweethearts, literally all I can remember is my life in; 1. Nakwathom Heritage Academy; waking up in the early morning to attend prep, eating Cowpeas soup and ugali almost everyday of the week. Matron be weeping me like her child 2. Angelina Jolies girls Boarding school; Mwalimu Juma abusing me and calling me Kichwa Nguma infront of school kids, cold shower at 5 oclock, getting weep everyday just that I wisper few words during class time and prep and eating same same same damn food everyday. 3. Then come Cush Primary School. A simple school that people eat porridge for lunch. I wonder why I am so incompetent in intimate love. It is simple. I miss intimate love training class during childhood. No joke Primary schooling in Africa where Child Right is parent right is not easy. The good part of it is that my Art and Music teacher teach me the song called Dunia Mbaya she is honest Madam. She never keep a secret of how bad the world is away from me and so I learn how to grow my wing at early age. Biggest gifted lesson was confidence. Beautiful Madam ever. Revisiting childhood. #feelinglikeIgrowuptoopastbutnotregretting#
Posted on: Sun, 25 May 2014 11:31:26 +0000
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