Silas Okado

[Silas Okado @Omudibia]

@amerix School debates made me a good public speaker with great English command I can't agree more

[Eric @amerix]

Schools used to have debates every Wednesday during club meetings:

"Rural life is better than urban life."

"Day schools are better than boarding schools."

"The government is better than the opposition."

"Mr Speaker, Sir, I urge my opponents to cross the floor."

These debates were simulating parliamentary debates.

This taught students,

• Public speaking skills.

• Communication skills.

• Negotiation skills.

• Critical thinking skills.

In addition, these school debates, coupled with the GHC subject, were a form of civic education.

But the education system destroyed these activities because it created students who were politically conscious and enlightened.

The system wants you to remain ignorant so that it can control you.

Bring the school debates back!

[Silas Okado @Omudibia]

@amerix Following from the capital city
#MasculinitySaturday

[Silas Okado @Omudibia]

@amerix How I miss my rural home natural diet! Yes, this is the real deal and such foods are still available and affordable in towns across Kenya

[Eric @amerix]

Just walk into high-end restaurants on Sunday afternoons,

Then ask yourself,

Why is it that when a man and his wife sit in a restaurant, they are all gloomy, sad, and disinterested in each other?

Why does the man look haggard on the face?

Truthfully,

80% of modern men are in sad marriages.

They are suffering.

They are enslaved.

They are yearning for freedom but if you show them the way of freedom, they become doubtful and resentful.

Truthfully,

There is no Return on Investment in marriage.

The man gets nothing in return.

Therefore, as a man, be aware that the marriage institution is a liability and don't expect dividends.

Stupid men hang on children because their wives have manipulated them to hang on children.

They spend a lot of money pleasing children while neglecting themselves.

Surprisingly, there is a 70% chance that those children he is pleasing, don't belong to him if he were to do a DNA.

Factually,

In the modern femicentric world, the man is the ultimate loser.

In the end, he becomes broke, or he is abandoned to suffer, or he dies lonely and poor.

Let this reality sink in.

It may sound ridiculous, but sit down with a retired civil servant, and you will understand the reality of this disputation.

So, therefore,

As a man, focus on securing your future and retirement.

Live as if you are an orphan.

Build a chain of wealth that will protect you in the future.

Build a private home that belongs to you and you, alone.

If you have children, of course, invest in them, but don't expect anything in return from them.

Invest in yourself more.

#BetterTogether

[KIPRONO @Onorpik]

The streets of Nairobi after Ruto starts making One Million chapatis daily.

[Silas Okado @Omudibia]

Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary

[Silas Okado @Omudibia]

@KoinangeJeff Please ask the governor when Donholm Phase 8 shall ever get water supply from the county as a service It has been years and water sellers are doing booming business probably with the blessings of the county!
Roads in the estate are a big shame too.

[Eric @amerix]

Luhya Men are naturally WHITE-KNIGHTS,

They have this false belief that they can save a woman who has been rejected in the dating market.

A Luhya man can marry someone's wife who has children and think he has done something heroic.

A Luhya man will even sell his land or property to go live with a woman older than him, who has children from other men.

A Luhya man can withdraw all his salary and give it to someone's wife in the hope that this woman will abandon his husband and elect to live with the Luhya man.

— and therefore,

When you see women praising Luhya men as:

• Understanding

• Romantic

• Kind

• Generous

It is because they know Luhya men are fools who can lower their standards to rescue a low-value woman.

Luhya men,

LISTEN!

You are not Jesus.

Just like in politics, refuse to be a doormat.

You will not succeed where other men fail.

CHANGE or PERISH

#ManDay

[Eric @amerix]

When I was a nursery school child,

I woke up at 7 am and went to school at 8 am.

Going to school was fun.

Together with the children of our neighbours, we would stroll down the path to school, picking leaves and flowers and staring at colourful birds.

We would also pick stones and pelt at lizards and geckos.

We would meet adults who would greet us cheerfully,

"Whose child are you?"

"Work hard."

"Teacher will punish you for walking slowly."

Strapped around our shoulders were well-knit colourful hobo shoulder bags. In the bag was a small pencil, a rubber, and four half-sized books. One book was for Mathematics; the other three were for English, Kiswahili and mother tongue.

We would walk barefoot in the morning dew, kicking cans, guavas, and papers, and stepping on stubborn insects.

Then, when we arrived at school, which was at around 9 am, the school assembly would be over, and the first lesson in the upper classes would be going on.

The lower-class pupils would be singing rhymes, reciting mnemonics, and dancing during their early lessons.

The nursery class was a distance from the other blocks; therefore, we did not interact with the other pupils except during break time in the main school field.

Our nursery lessons were about singing the alphabet, reciting mnemonics, role-playing, and dancing to singing games.

We had two teachers, a man and a woman. Mrs Kendagor and Mr Nderitu.

In class, we would write on our books while those not skilled in writing were given coloured chalk to write on the cement floor so that they could master the skill of writing.

At midday, we would go to the field and sing "Oringo Bayaya" and "Baba Blackship" as we danced around a circle.

Then after 30 minutes, we would run back to our class to be served sugarless fermented porridge and sweet potatoes, or if the President Moi's milk was delivered, we would be given a packet each and drink with sweet potatoes or boiled beans.

Then we would sing "Naskia Sauti, Sauti ya mama, sasa ni saa sita, kwaheri mwalimu."

( I can hear my Mama's voice calling, it is now midday, bye bye my teacher.)

Then, we would bid bye to our teachers and begin a journey back home, picking leaves, plucking flowers, and admiring birds as they chirp from one branch of the trees to the other.

- and our day would be complete!

We would yearn to be in school tomorrow to dance and drink porridge.

BUT NOWADAYS,

— babies leave home at 5 am, sit on the bus for three hours, sit in dull classes in a dull school, study unfriendly lessons, sing sensual secular songs, eat bad foods, remain in school till 4 pm, sit in a dull bus.

During this trip, the babies will be meeting chaotic noise, profane curses, arguments, hooting, honking, and bellows while seeing uncouth adults and adult content everywhere.

They will arrive home at 7 pm to watch TV, eat bad foods or cold drinks of the fridge, and do unfriendly assignments.

All this time, the parents are uninterested, they are watching TikTok or are still in a bar drinking.

Babies will sleep at 10 pm and wake up at 4 am.

Then, when the child joins grade 4, he is sent to boarding school until after high school.

Tell me,

What will stop these babies from suffering from ADHD and AUTISM SPECTRUM SYNDROME?

That is why the current generation of young adults is dysgenic:

• Chaotic

• Awkward

• Irresponsible

• Lacks social skills

• Poor parental bonding

• Zero soft skills

• Boys can't talk to girls

• Girls can't cook or bond with boys

• Lacks creativity and hates reading books for newer information.

CBC will make it worse. A whole generation will be destroyed.

#ManDay

[Eric @amerix]

Men,

Learn to say NO.

Learn to tell your relatives,

"NO, I DON'T HAVE MONEY."

Don't accept to carry a burden that does not belong to you.

Your relatives will milk you dry and then flee to the next available, gullible relative.

#MasculinitySaturday

[Silas Okado @Omudibia]

@amerix It's a good tool Mine has lasted now 15 years and is still intact as new Genuine Phillips products

[Silas Okado @Omudibia]

Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary

[Silas Okado @Omudibia]

Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #Myanniversary Happy to be alive and well One step at a time...Thank you God for a second chance

[Silas Okado @Omudibia]

@EczemaSocietyKE @IADPO @MOH_Kenya @LOREALEAfrica @rachelogola Congratulations! Well deserved

[Silas Okado @Omudibia]

@IbnulHussein Planning to visit it soon I never knew about it before!

[Silas Okado @Omudibia]

Do you remember when you joined Twitter? I do! #MyTwitterAnniversary

[Silas Okado @Omudibia]

@Naomikibandi I too live in Donholm and this is my supermarket that I visit so frequently How did it end? Was the customer robbed? By the guard closing the gates, did it help or scare the thieves to take off?
I am worried 😫

[Naomi Waithira @Naomikibandi]

This is my area supermarket called Kamindi supermarket in Donholm. Give Matiangi a like. That man dealt with these criminals the right way.

[Eczema Society Kenya (Eczema Support Kenya) ESK @EczemaSocietyKE]

Eczema and mental wellness
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