A Sign of Woman Hood!
As I write this, I cant help but flash back on the fond memories I have of my mother's late sister, Teresia Wanjiru, she was a beautiful, brown(it runs in the family) with soft black hair. And very friendly. And cooked the best Mandazi's. May she continue resting in peace. I remember it was the year my age mates were eagerly waiting to start their Menstural Cycle, looking forward to what we termed as the definition of Womanhood. We had learnt about it in Primary and Secondary under the topic of Reproduction in our Biology class. All we could do was just imagine with our little heads, I mean how does blood just start flowing from my body😂😂😂So we waited.......... During those days in High Schools, I fondly remember companies that dealt with Menstural Hygiene would visit our schools and give us products such as Pads, Panty liners all we did was keep them in our desks until the day of its use. And so as others told their first time stories and experiences, my turn finally arr...