Some of the greatest lessons I have learnt in life have been
under the mulberry tree. Yes the mulberry tree not a mulberry tree. This is
because I am referring to a specific tree outside our house. It was there I learnt
that eating too many berries will give you an upset stomach, how to climb a
tree and how it feels to fall from one.
Last Sunday my sister and I went home for a visit and found
my dad and big brother under that tree. The afternoon was so hot; it was like
being in an oven. The only cool place was under the mulberry tree. Here I got
to listen to my dads thoughts on the future of education. He was particularly
concerned with the trend of wastage in our secondary schools. Later we said the
rosary together. It got rather interesting when kalie my nephew who is very
shy was asked to say his 10 hailmary’s. His Swahili is a special one, he speaks
through his nose and he has a tendency to swallow up some words. However he
soldiered through them with the help of Guka (grandad). That marked the beginning
of my week, quite nice if I do say so myself…under the mulberry tree.
beautiful! that place is one of a kind...laundry and wash station, salon and spa, hanging joint, meeting place, and you can have berries while you are at it. i'll miss that tree. may be we should plant another one in the other compound.
ReplyDeleteits a special place,and Mwai is ever on standby to trim the branches, nice thot on the other compound Cess, Tialie only says 2 hail marys, always asks Babu mbili?.......tht day he was told kumi, wat?it was hilarious but nice
Deleteoh yes, i remember he had to confirm that truly he was being asked to say ten of them...
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