I love reading...I love my Daddy11:56:00 AM
|Reading at one of my events|
Well life happened along the way, the Actuarial dream was snatched off my plate when I had my knife and fork ready for the meal and well there has been loads of ups and downs and more ups and other downs but the important thing is that I am here and the things that are truly mine have proven faithful; my smile is still there, I love my Rhumba and listening to Sun Downer on KBC every evening, other traits I inherited from my dad and I love reading, I added writing along the way...hence the whole poetic angle.
The first book I ever read was Ben Carson's Think Big. My dad bought it for me when I was in form 3, someone borrowed it and never returned it. After high school I played loads of catch up my dad's collection, I remember all the Bourne titles, still confuse Ludlum and Grisham, one was a lawyer type and the other sci-fi. If you ever wondered how my BFF and I met, it was thanks to one of my dad's books. I managed to keep some of his books when they were relocating to Kitale and so the BFF asked to see the book and he borrowed it as a pick up line and six years later loads of drama in between, our 'friendship' has proven faithful...Heart you big sweetie.
|Ngugi wa Thiong'o's A Grain of Wheat|
My reading spike went under towards the end of the year because of the business of event planning and being online. But I decided to make a conscious decision like my Daddy to shut off stuff(and people) around me and over the past few months, I reconnected with my love for reading. It all started with a very random book I got in the house, Mejja Mwangi's Going down River Road and I just found it amazing since I have no street smart on that side of the street and it didn’t help much since it was written decades ago. Then on a random week day, I had just gotten to Nairobi from Kericho and there it was, The Clothes on their backs;Linda Grant's Man Booker Prize Shortlisted copy on the street going for 50 Ksh. That was the most rewarding part of that whole trip, over and above the amazing students at Moi University's Kabianga Constituent College.
|Linda Grant's The Clothes on their Backs|
The book vendors near Railways with their pocket friendly books, make my hoarding possible...I bought the set below for 20 Ksh each...the BFF can bear witness. (Just finished the third one)
|Each of this cost 20 bob|
|...with my namesake and fellow poet, Sitawa Namwalie |
at her Season Finale of Cut off my tongue (:
PS: I am looking for Kiswahili read, the only copy I own is a poetry collection by my good friend Hajji, Bichi Boi, totally love his performance on this piece, think I will invite him for a Sitawa Ignited session so that you experience real Swahili flavor, no Sheng.