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Grandmother's Shack

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                                                         Grandmother’s Shack I heard someone shouting loudly, which was bizarre in the morning. I got out of our house and tried to listen to where the noise was coming from. That is when I saw Rita, my younger cousin, running down the hill towards our compound. She had a twig that she was waving profusely from east to west. I knew she was in distress, but could not make out what she was trying to say. By this time, everyone had come out of their houses, including grandmother Teresia. Rita never made it to our compound, as we saw her fall down abruptly as she came down the hill. Samson, my older cousin, ran out of the compound, followed by my uncles, to check what had happened to her. To understand our past I will have to go back to the beginning. There were five houses with two shacks in ou...

DOWN MEMORY LANE-

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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". ...