Christmas Back in the Day

 

Ooh Yes here in Kenya each year after Jamuhuri Day, the Christmas Countdown begins. It's exactly a week to Christmas.

Let me tell you for me Christmas back in the days, as we grew up was memorable something you look back with laughter and smiles over the experiences.

I remember immediately schools closed my dearest mother together with her wonderful sisters would transport/ship we their dear children to the Village. Nakuru, Njoro to be precise is like home to me literary. And the hosts who happened to be my maternal grandparents were just wonderful & may their souls Rest In Perfect Peace🙏🙏🙏

In a village setup when the kids from the city arrived it was indeed a big deal, it was the talk of the village never mind the never ending stares from the villagers you could definitely differentiate someone from the city and a village dweller. But friendships were still formed.

You see this is where our bond as cousins was formed and strengthened, for a whole month especially as girls not only did we share a room and every morning there was a story to be told of one of us 😂😂😂 and we did lots of house chores including going to the farm together plus who can forget those adventurous trips to the river if only we had smartphones then i can only imagine the countless photos never mind the selfies. That would have been the perfect spot for epic photoshoots.

The food was so delicious and very filling, there is something about grandparents overfeeding their grandchildren having the mentality that our parents don't feed us. Christmas lunch was served almost late in the afternoon, we didn't mind because it was the kind of food only seen once a year and that is on Christmas Day. And the greatest was part was seeing the live Goat transform to delicious Nyama Choma my all time favorite. We ate after taking a good shower and wearing those new Christmas dresses.

This is where I got used to the concept of pit latrines, it was a bit of a distance from the main house, so going there past 7pm alone was not a thought at all unless we were going as a group for purposes of watching each other's back. So there is was this common phrase used by a person intending to making this trip asking to be accompanied this only happened at night.

Each year the the memories were unique and when we opened school we used our pens to put these memories on paper.  

So dear parents, if you can offer your child/Children a Village experience, please do not deny them, these are the memorable moments they look back to one day and tell the stories with joy and laughter. So let us get going back to the village.





Comments

  1. Star-Pure Light Candles18 December 2020 at 00:09

    Me packing and going back to the village after reading this(Running emoji)...Hahaha Loove this read.

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  2. ©ImpactWords18 December 2020 at 00:10

    Heehheh🤣🤣😂🤣🤣😂
    I remembered those days.

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  3. Dortea kangai18 December 2020 at 00:11

    Beautiful memories. I love

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