Strawberry Cotton Candy  Lullaby 

I’ve tried counting sheep to sleep, 

1…2…3…

There they go,

Jumping over pink clouds, 

Strawberry cotton candy. 



1…2…3,

There they go, 

Jumping over pink clouds, 

Strawberry cotton candy. 



There they go, 

Jumping over pink clouds, 

Strawberry cotton candy.



Jumping over pink clouds, 

Strawberry cotton candy. 



Strawberry cotton candy.



0224hrs

29/9/2017

Nairobi, Kenya. 

Song: Bibanke by Asa

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I live in a country with 48.46 million people as of the last census that was carried out in the year 2016, when the last census was conducted. Of the 48.46 million, I fall under a category known as the youth, which according to the same census, accounts for 10.8 million people. As a youth in this wonderful country, my future lies in the hands of the current conditions which governs daily life. These include access to basic needs such as food, clothing and shelter, All of which, I have come to realize depends hugely on my ability to generate a sustainable income, that is able to provide the quality of life I want.

After graduating from one of the best universities in the country, I had the privilege of landing in a job, a privilege that not too many of my former classmates got immediately. However, they did not sit down and wait for a magical occurrence to take place, but instead,some of them went into entrepreneurship, a field that is usually considered ‘risky’ while others are still at home, hoping for the best.

According to the Kenya National Bureau of Statistics, 53.4% of the population mentioned above are within the working age and in the year 2017, the Human Development Index by the United Nations placed the rate of unemployment in the country at 39.1%, which when calculated against the number of people in the country brings it to about 10.12 million people who do not have a source of income.

 

One of the things that I’ve been exposed to in the past year is the possibility of job creation by the youth, or anyone for that matter, without necessarily going through the whole process of heading to study for 4 years. The possibility of youth empowerment through access to technical training that has in the past been considered as ‘for failures’ or ‘for E students’. What is this ‘thing’ that could help us? Vocational Training.

Vocational training involves the training of individuals to have practical skills that would not normally be accessed through our current education systems. These skills may include, but is not limited to; tailoring, construction, electrical wiring, business management, and, as I have come to learn,key interpersonal and intrapersonal skills. Quick question(s), how many electricians do you know on a personal level? How many plumbers? And yet, we all have houses that require these services on a daily basis?

Will we be able to reach that ‘industrialized’ level that our country has set out to achieve by the year 2030? And, who are these that will be able to create and fill these gaps that the industrialization offers? Probably an individual who did not have the ‘privilege’ of going to the mainstream university with a white collar job promise, but instead, registered at a local vocational training center.

Listen

Shhhh, 

Listen. 

No really,

Listen. 
Do you often listen, 

So that you can answer?

Or, 

Do you listen,

So that you can understand?
Shhhh, 

Listen, 

No really,

Listen. 
2236 hrs,

17/9/2017,

Nairobi, Kenya. 

Song: Positive Vibration-Bob Marley

BARE

Had begun writing about myself, a couple of minutes ago. But, stopped.

The thing about writing is it invites your audience to the depths of what you call your own. Deep where your soul resides… baring out the beauty, and darkness within. So why did I not write about myself? Because, baring is scary man. Imagine standing naked in the middle of a platform, in the middle of a fully packed Colosseum, in the middle of a cold day. And, exposing your nakedness to this field of people, while screaming “This is me! This is me! This is me!”.

Well, this is me. A 24 year old budding writer, with a slight fear of being bare. One who had not written for years on end, but, is beginning to shed her coverings, until she is completely bare. And, having a deep admiration for  those who do this every single day, you rock.

Seems like I got a  little bit bare right there.

Shout out to April 2017 and my mum. For bringing this back.

 

 3:33pm,

1/9/2017

Song: Khalid- Let’s go

Location: Nairobi Kenya

 

NB: If you keep reading, you will see a lot of these time stamps and songs. As a huge lover of music, I’m almost always listening to a song. In the street, at home, at work, everywhere. So, the song that is playing when I’ve finished a post, is what goes into the post. And, the location shows the location inspiration hits…the world is huge, I’ll write from all the corners I am privileged to visit.

 

 

 

 

 

Self control,

Is a foreign word,

When it comes to my dear jelly.

I like it orange,

I like it watermelon,

My sweet jelly.

I like it cold,

Straight out the freezer,

My sweet,sweet…jelly.

So hand it over,

Give me that,

Sweet sweet jelly.

2153pm

27/8/2017

Nairobi,Kenya

Song: Music while watching the boys-Lana Del Rey

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Quite a cold day, outside my window. It’s calm, quiet and very relaxed… day after the general elections.There is a nursery rhyme I used to teach to my little students back in a beautiful nursery school in Eldoret,Kenya.Here is a new rendition,for a much older crowd.

Oh be careful little eyes what you see. Because, often, nothing appears as it is.

Oh be careful little ear what you hear. Because, things get lost in translation.

Oh be careful little hands what you do. Because, you hold your future.

Oh be careful little feet where you go. Because, you lead.

Oh be careful little mouth what you say. Because, words are prayers.

 

2:57pm

9/8/2017

Nairobi, Kenya.

Song: Vivaldi-Four seasons(Winter)

 

Angry!

Angry!

Throw the glass on the wall!

Send that hateful text!

Slap her face!

Angry!

Burn the house down!

Shoot his foot!

Cut him!

Angry!

Cheat!

Steal!

Kill!

Angry!

Angry!

Angry!

Angry!

20:15pm

7/8/2017

Nairobi,Kenya