A.Achievers Theatre Production.

07/10/2019

31/08/2019

About this Village Girl...

I am a little girl in the village with muddy palms, cracked feet and a stream of thick mucus running down my lips with a determined tributary headed to the ear. I am that tiny ball of life that stares at you, reading you like a book, I know everything about you, including what you did last holiday behind the CDF Tank.

I have brown teeth, sun for eyes and I enjoy urine flavored pastries served in fine china- a collection of plastics heaped in a green paper bag, sourced from the best garbage Stalls. I own a mass grave in my grandmother’s home, a neat line of dead beetles decorated by a fine layer of fresh cow dung, send to the next life in a somber ceremony. I mourn my friends daily.

I have been taught to sit properly –day and night- That is why, whenever I go to school, I safely hoist down my heart shaped panty and tuck it in my bag, No one will see my bad manners!

On my borrowed wall hangs a picture of a bleeding Wangari Mathai flunked by charged women, signed at the bottom – I will shed blood for my country, Kimathi shed blood for our land, our country- I think she is the most beautiful woman in the world. I wish to be her when I grow up.

Mum is Dad.

I scrub my face with leaves and stones to be rid of the dark crude oil colour. I have bush hair that simply refuses to run with the wind like the girls on TV. I have dreams of owning boxes filled with pretty dresses and many cans of red paint for my lips. I chase after vehicles proclaiming them as my mine. One day – many years from now – I will go to law school and learn big words.

I do not eat a lot – all I eat settles on my backside, all the boys laugh at me, except for this one boy who has promised to show me his over grown third leg apparently hidden between his thighs, if I show him my ‘pupu’. I have a feeling, life is sparked when girl’s lay on their back, legs quarter to three, except for Mary of the Bible, who knows…

When hungry I eat my orange breasts.

When I grow up I will try to act surprised when the world finally accepts that black is beautiful, some little girl from kisumu – black as night- will win an Oscar and black girls will be celebrated. I will own thick thighs that will threaten to start a fire every time I walk. I will look ridiculous in red lips, factory hair, tight pants and crooked heels.

One day I will tell of tales between our thighs, about my va**na and the yam pounding she has endured out of her own free will or through brutal force. I will be warned and advised- some will pray and fast, but I will write the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

I will lose my virginity under a mango tree, years later I will travel back to the same spot in search of my 'dignity'. I will yank my bra, throw away my shoes, sit on the wet earth and laugh until I register on the re**um scale. I will sip from my Guarana can and es**rt the sun home.

I will go to school and master fifty shades of truth and lies, hopefully I will do the right thing with the acquired knowledge. I will give back to my community, I will teach them everything I know, I will empower them to help themselves. Hopefully they will not need me anymore.

One day, when I grow up, I will craft words in honor of Life, Love and Laughter.

22/08/2019

S*X AND FEELINGS

A man can have s*x with a lady and still don't have any feelings for her, most men only need space to have s*x but majority of women need reason to have s*x.
90% of woman cannot have s*x without feelings, A man can travel for eight hours just to have s*x with a female and yet, not love her or even have any feelings for her.
S*x makes men act as if they are in love while they are not!! What they feel is lust, what they feel is what they see which is curves and a huge behind, go through a lady's silky skin thigh for a 5 minutes or less, ej*****te and forget.

The eight hours travel sacrifice, gifts bought, hotel paid for and other expenses may seem to be coming from true love but they were all in the sacrifice for s*x and nothing more.
The foolish thing is this, the majority of women would jump up inside them and conclude that this is the art of true love. So many woman are bought and blinded by materialistic things, yet miss the small little gestures that money cannot buy.

S*x is not an act of commitment. So many Men and women still leave their partners on their beds and start thinking of the next woman or man to sleep with. The satisfaction that comes from s*x dies in minutes.
It is in the nature of Lions to go miles to hunt. The same with men. A man who can afford the expenses of flying from the UK to Nigeria for s*x would do it as if he would never turn to another woman for s*x.

S*x drives men to do what seems like the impossible and such turns women around and they start acting weird. S*x and love are not on the same page even in the dictionary.
People can abandon their gold mines and dig the grave for s*x. Most young men do terrible things just to have the resources to keep many girls in their life.

You may think they are working hard to live well in the future but they are just living for fun and that is all. Students are now living together like husbands and wives, and our society calls it love. What kind of people do these students become when they leave school?

This is why we have a lot of frustrated graduates than nation-building graduates.
Today, a 16-year-old girl is already into s*x. She wants to wear everything on trend. She is already a pr******te in the sense that any man that comes her way for relationship must show some signs of money and she would respond to him.

The funny thing is this, almost all those girls that have become s*x symbols end up in a deep mess. How many of them today is changing the world they are into? What kind of spirit would they do well within life? They have sold their souls out to s*x. They pride on what they wear and hotels they go to. That is their biggest achievement. The girls they called cowards are setting up economic empires. Their future is already exhausted when they come to their true senses?

Advice to my beloved brothers and sisters:
For men; never allow your er****on today to destroy your future directions, stay positive.
My sisters, all that glitters is not gold, make your future bright and it start today.
I am not posting this to make anyone guilty or stand as a judge, but just stating nothing but the truth.

God Bless