Growing up, I was this
kind of kid that could not fit in any group of kids. I mean the unwanted type,
the type that if I really played it was around boys. Hehe you know what that
meant ….”unacheza na wavulana” the girls that time would say if you were in a
position like mine.
I think at the time, I
either did not care at all about what they said…..or worse still they never
said it coz I was just one of the “boys” literally…..ouch right?? Imagine I just fit right there minus the
toughness of cos.
I remember my best game
was “gondi-sinya” the Mathare sheng for “police and robber” The game involved
running around wanting to catch thieves… I always wanted to be a cop , in the
game ofcos and catch the bad guys… And when I had extra energy I longed to be
the wanted thief who broke free my fellow thieves from prison… Trust me it was
a lot of fun…. Now I know we played that game because it was the thing my
neighbourhood knew really very well and was accustomed to.
This is when I was
around like 9 or 10years old……
As I grew older I grew “fatter” now apart from playing with boys I earned myself another title “kanono” The
worst time of my life. I remember I weighed around 60kgs when I was eleven……I
know that is quite some chunk of flesh. Now I couldn’t play with most people,
because of my weight , I could easily make a team lose…… That is sad …. I know,
right??
But yeah that was my
life, and a young age … I knew I had to fight my way in any field…. Probably
this looks like a good thing… it is not.. a kid that age is supposed to be
fought for… by parents older siblings…unlucky or luckily for me I am the first
born.
I think the good thing
my fighting gave me is I was able to become the best girl in my class as far as
academics is concerned.. yeeei!!!!!!..
So I was the unwanted
bright girl…..at least that was something … right?? Hahaha..not forgetting the
fat girl in a crowd of boys…n this time competing with like 8 boys in
class….honestly that was fun for me…. I could beat them in grammar, CRE and
general knowledge thanks to my dad and the time I spent burying my head in
novels…..
I remember I always
knew I would go to Campus …. I don’t know how , but that little faith kept me
going…..
I look back at my life
and I smile… I smile not because I was strong enough…. Not because I am very
lucky I dint get married like most of the girls in my year or get
pregnant….(ofcos this was a norm in my neighbourhood)…..I smile because Christ has a purpose for me…. That’s why I
came out unscathed…… “That I will live
to proclaim the works of my Lord” Psalm
118: 17
And wow don’t I love my
life now?……It is when it the most dark that light shines bright….. Christ made
sure that amidst my small problems I still shone bright for his glory.. and I give
him glory for that.. Now and forever more..
Love
Kateblessingjoe
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