Sunday, 16 March 2014

The Trials of being from different tribes...

I'll keep it as simple as can be.

My father is Luhya. My mother is Luo and Kikuyu. Post Election terror was a very hard time for me...well not too much but we did drive over a tree which can be somewhat traumatizing. Oh yeah and almost driving off...ah but that's another story...

This, however, is today's maneno...

I was hungry so I had to get food and I did not want the one from the cafeteria which can get somewhat monotonous so I had to make a decision. it was not easy, to say the least.

What my Luo blood was telling me: Order the food and then flash your dollar bills in the air!

What my Kikuyu blood was telling me: Don't spend that money. In fact, work for the food store and earn more

What my Luhya blood was telling me: Don't worry about the wind or the fact that you're sinking in the snow. Go and get those CHICKEN WINGS! Ululations all around!!!

We all know which voice I listened to. ;)

if you don't understand...you should taste these chicken wings and see the state of my boots...