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Butterfly Big Change” is a beautifully illustrated children’s story that takes young readers on a magical journey of transformation. Follow Carlo, a curious little caterpillar, as he explores the wonders of nature, faces his fears, and discovers the courage it takes to grow. Through colorful pages and gentle storytelling, this inspiring book teaches children about patience, self-discovery, and the beauty of change. Perfect for bedtime or classroom reading, Butterfly Big Change is a touching reminder that big transformations often start with small steps. 💛 Ideal for children ages 4–9 🦋 Themes: growth, change, courage, self-love 📘 Great for parents, teachers, and caregivers who want to spark meaningful conversations Let your child spread their wings with this unforgettable story of hope and new beginnings! Purchase the story book on this website https://gechemba.kreativestores.shop/product/butterfly-big-change

Looking for a fun and educational way to keep your little ones engaged? My Bug and Insect Coloring Book is the perfect blend of creativity and learning! With 25 delightful pages, this book introduces children to the fascinating world of insects—featuring friendly ladybugs, fluttering butterflies, busy bees, and more! Each page is designed to spark imagination, improve fine motor skills, and encourage a love for nature. Why parents love it: Screen-free fun that keeps kids entertained for hours Educational and engaging – perfect for home, school, or travel Promotes creativity while teaching about insects Easy-to-color illustrations for ages 3–8 Great gift idea for birthdays, holidays, or rainy days! Whether your child is a curious explorer or a budding artist, this coloring book will bring smiles, learning, and lots of colorful fun! purchase it on this website below https://gechemba.kreativestores.shop/product/bugs-and-insect-coloring-book

Yesterday was World Radio Day-13th Feb,this day right here brings fresh memories of my first real job though an attachment at Baraka FM in Mombasa.Back in 2008, it was extremely difficult to get a job or an internship for that matter at such a prestigious radio station.So I approached a certain KTN journalist- Ngumbao who owed me a favor.May God rest his soul. You see, Ngumbao came to Airport View Academy to interview students who had passed in KCPE.While talking to me he asked what I wanted to be.For those who know me, know that from an early age I had it all figured out,I wanted to be a journalist.He said to me casually- if you ever need help ,come see me.So when I was required to be attached, I went to collect on that favor.Since that was like eight years before, Ngumbao did not remember but he said -why not.He called up his friend Mwangi who was the big boss at Baraka Fm and asked for a favor.You see....this girl right here received a call."Come report on Monday". ...

A cart carrying  salty water that goes for Ksh15 for one "Mtungi" in Malili A commodity so fresh yet rare, Leaves unfulfilled promises, A longing that can be met, By just a drop.   Long trips must be made, Day in day out, For just a glimpse, Of a tap running.   You must spend to get it, You must line up to get it, You must be patient to get it, You must carry it to enjoy it.   Malili a town so dear, Next to a promising Konza City , Yet water remains so rare, Nine years of waiting for Vision 2030.   Water, Water, Water, Water, Our lips are running dry, From constant desire, For this precious commodity, To become available to every home.  

  1. Black Panther She was the firstborn and like all firstborns carried herself with grace and respect. When it was time for meals, she would not be seen rushing with the pack. She left the young ones to eat and have their share. She gave us seven awesome descendants and lost three saying they were God's finest and to him, they went. She was a proud mother and tended to her young with charisma and patience. She took her role so seriously that when it was time to move on, she would not do born was like the mother who stood at the school's gate on her child's first day in school wondering whether she should go for her screaming child. Black Panther was loved for she was a black beauty. The firstborn in the family with whom all the hope was placed on. She desired to have other descendants and settled on the odd No 13. However, she did not live to see her descendants as she became ill and in two days became the first casualty in the family. She gave a grand bow on a fine...

As black as charcoal, Charcoal that is like tar, Tar that is like the back of my hand, Am the black child of a black continent. As red as blood, Blood that is like pepper, Pepper that is like my life, Am the black child of a black continent. As blue as the sky, The sky that is like the ocean, The ocean that is like my heart, A black child of a black continent.