One wise man once said, “If what you did yesterday still seems big to you today, then you haven’t done much today.” Truth be told, I haven’t done much today myself. I slept very late yesterday and consequently woke up late. Being a Saturday, most of my most productive morning hours were spent sleeping.
So for now, you will allow me to re-live my yesterday.
Kamende Wa Muriuki our English Grammar teacher in class 8, made us do three book reviews a week on the New ‘Pace Setters’ novels that he had the school management buy in their hundreds. But for my mum, who was my very first English Grammar teacher, I have never met a more passionate teacher than Mr. Muriuki .
This is what I am talking about..
Writer Jackson Biko pays tribute to those faceless readers who plough through his blog, Bikozulu. One of them is our blogger under review. Biko notes that “When someone comments on your blog and signs off as Mrs Mwiti, you take notice. I have never met Mrs Mwiti but she sounds very serious…like someone who reads in bed with her reading glasses hanging from the tip of her nose…”
But Mrs Mwiti found herself holding her new born baby two days before her 21st Birthday, and with a semester to go in campus. The introvert, who when stressed loves her solitude says that was when “my life changed.”
The Mother-of-two (she’s only 26) lives in Limuru. Actually her wedding reception was at the Kentmere Club, although she had never imagined “living in a small town.” where she dresses her daughters in “two vests, two tops a sweater and a jacket” because of Limuru’s biting cold.
Now, this is the part i like best…
Her well written blog is a collection of anything a woman who was made to grow fast can muster; sex, male hair dressers, football for which she previously felt dot, parenting and words to live by .
Like “Life consists not in holding good cards but playing those you hold well.”
I am as equally pleased for the recognition as I am amused by this quite humorous review. Whoever wrote it did a perfect job, summarizing my 6 month old blog in a little more than 200 words. Kamende wa Muriuki, however, would probably have given them a 36/40 score, to leave room for improvement! I never got that by the way. How giving one less marks was supposed to ENCOURAGE them.
If Kamende Wa Muriuki, who I lastly saw when I was 12, were reading this, I think he’d be impressed. He’d break into a broad smile that would make the length of his nose even more pronounced. In his twang, he’d say, “Well done Christine.” and then go through my blog and highlight several grammatical errors.
I was in the papers yesterday. As excited as I am, I am also humbled. I cannot take all the credit for this alone. Therefore, I share it with the readers of this blog and anyone who said ‘keep writing”. As for Zuqka, thank you for making me famous!