The prostitute country. No standards, no principles, no vision. In a few weeks, those of us who need to travel will face ebola-based restrictions from the very people who set it up here. The intellectual collapse of Kenya is probably the most painful thing in my lifetime
They killed our heroes but never their spirit of pan AFRICANISM and the torch they light.
We need to rekindle the spirit and give hope to the young generation that even in the face of death and torture, none of these heroes gave up their fight for freedom.
My wife hired a maid to help with the house and our kid.
On the first day, she told our child,
βCall her Aunty. Aunty sounds friendlier.β
Our kid asked, βWhy?β
Mama said, Because Aunty is part of our family.β
For 15 years, Aunty was part of the family.
She never received a salary increase.
She sat at a different table while eating.
She ate a different meal.
She slept in the servant quarters.
But she was family.
One day Aunty asked for a salary increase.
The kid had turned 15.
Mama said, βYou can call her maid now.β
A few months later, Aunty was let go.
βSheβs no longer needed,β the boy had grown big.
Another maid was hired immediately.
She was also called Aunty again
I am not talking about my wife and the maid π€£
It's a corporate HR!