I can finally breath, those Mungiki looking guys di not come around no more. Well I hear there are Talibans here too. But no one is supposed to talk about, on one does anyway.....Aunt Nera says we shush, or else.....if we want to loose our heads
Cant imagine my body alone been taking bak to the village!!!
Everything else, works out well, morning come, evening goes. I dont know if I just want to help in the house alone. Father, at the catholic youth centre says, I have potential...that I should take computer seriously. Think he is right, I want to focus seriously on more things, am even dreaming. of big things here in the city. Like today Ikanta took me to take, voter card, my Pa had sent my identity card, Ma says I should think well what i want to do with my life.
Maybe here at the centre I can take this computer thing to higher level, Ikanta says she wants to do tailoring, maybe its best for her
Atleast we did not talk about boys alone, the whole way, we talk serious stuff, like the future, .....oh and also the Big Debate that was in the news
Friday, August 24, 2007
Serious stuff
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