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Today the daily post has prompted me to write this meaningless article. They must subscribe to the school of thought that ’change is as good as rest’. So, let me just go with the flow. By the time I run out of ideas I will know whether that school of thought is a good school or a fogothari one. The sort of school Continue reading “meaningless.”
As the cock crows early in the morning ,even without looking at her “mulika mwizi phone’ mama Mboi knows it is five in the morning , time for her day to begin . She prepares Mboi and his siblings and sets them off for school. In their patched up otherwise clean uniform that sort of looks like all the colours of the rainbow came in unison to sing the national anthem, Continue reading “The coffee woman”
You and I over a cup of coffee! Imagine that… Continue reading “You ,I,Coffee sometime…”
She is …a woman… Happy International women’s day to all dedicated women out there…
The slopes of Mount Kenya, The great Rift Valley and parts of the lower Eastern region of Kenya are some of the major coffee producing zones in the country.
In the vast coffee fields, semi-divided into small portions ,each individually owned by different families ;hard working Kenyans, coffee farmers are tirelessly taking care of their coffee farms. Their hope is that the coffee will fetch better prices “this time round”
The women are the most hardworking (it is no secret). They want their children to feed, their son to go to school , their daughter to graduate, grand pa to get adequate medication ,so forth and so forth ,simply the basic needs. For the time being anything luxury they peep out through the window! Better still gaze up the sky, at the sight of a passing air plane, That is the nearest many coffee farmers in Kenya get to luxury. No…
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This article features a woman in coffee who works hard in the coffee farm to provide for her family
The slopes of Mount Kenya, The great Rift Valley and parts of the lower Eastern region of Kenya are some of the major coffee producing zones in the country.
In the vast coffee fields, semi-divided into small portions ,each individually owned by different families ;hard working Kenyans, coffee farmers are tirelessly taking care of their coffee farms. Their hope is that the coffee will fetch better prices “this time round”
“I suddenly sniff a certain aroma, it is this sweetly antagonizing coffee aroma that sends a million signals to my mind which in turn triggers this deep longing for a nice cup of coffee. I am all alert now, alert, the word reminds me of a donkey I saw somewhere which on sighting a dog that was passing by suddenly stood at attention and straightened its ears giving the dog a serious gaze .How odd! When it happened more than once I was left wondering what it is with donkeys and dogs ,I will make sure to Google, I hope Mr. Google has an answer for me”
I startle and wake from my dream. I cannot remember what I dreamed about, I belong in the category of persons who we sure dream but but many a times we just cannot Continue reading “My delicious cup of coffee”
