These days everyone is talking of world cup. Even those who know nothing about the game football, still find something to say... even I, am not left out.
I love football. I love playing football. I don't like watching football.
But this world cup is different. I have watched most of the matches. Though my country isn't represented this year, I still identify with teams and take sides during the matches. I have been fully behind our brothers representing our beloved continent, all the way. Watching giants being bundled out of the game so early has made me agree with the England Manager, Capello that "Football is a game of chances".
This round chance was not on the side of France and Italy.
The matches that I have enjoyed most are those of Ghana. Most of us never expected the Black Stars to go that far, especially in the presence of The Eagles and the Indomitable Lions. The boys have proved that they can play. Their games weren't a matter of 'chance'. The agility and zeal displayed by the boys is unquestionable, and their determination and hard work has seen them to quarters. I pray and hope that they reach the finals, they are the only team representing Africa now.
GO BLACK STARS, GO...
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Eye Power
Did you know that your eye is the most important organ in releaving nervous tension?
The great thing with being an avid reader is that you get to learn things, ideas and facts that you never knew about. I love reading and I read virtually anything and everything I come across.
According to Edmund Jacobson, your eye burns up a quarter of all the nervous energies consumed by the body; and if you can completely relax the eye muscles, you can forget all your fatigue problems.
So now you know. Next time you feel fatigued, just close your eyes and let the magic happen.
Have a great day
The great thing with being an avid reader is that you get to learn things, ideas and facts that you never knew about. I love reading and I read virtually anything and everything I come across.
According to Edmund Jacobson, your eye burns up a quarter of all the nervous energies consumed by the body; and if you can completely relax the eye muscles, you can forget all your fatigue problems.
So now you know. Next time you feel fatigued, just close your eyes and let the magic happen.
Have a great day
Friday, May 21, 2010
Referendum - The Race of Colors
This time the IIEC just got everything wrong. (Pardon me if you don't agree). The decision to use color symbols without consulting the public wasn't a good idea after all.
Green is good color; symbolizes life and growth; but dull and not appealing to the eye. Red on the other hand is very bright and attractive.
One thing the IIEC forgot is that Kenyans have different color preferences; and believe you me, this time it will be a race of colors on the 4th of August if the public is not well informed. Take for example, this lady who is convinced the proposed draft constitution is good for the country and plans to say 'YES' but has no idea about the colors. When asked about the color she'll choose she says "red". Reason? She likes red and hates anything green. What of this farmer who loves everything green but believes the draft constitution shouldn't go through, and plans to choose green because it's his favourite color? That aside, there are those with vision complications who only see bright colors. They'll automatically go for what they see even if it's against their wishes.
The pro and anti teams beside drumming support using the proposed constitution content, MUST also emphasize on educating their flocks about the color symbols so that come referendum day their followers make the right choices. This might take time and in some cases they'll need devine intervention.
Wish the NO and YES camps all the best in their campaings.
Green is good color; symbolizes life and growth; but dull and not appealing to the eye. Red on the other hand is very bright and attractive.
One thing the IIEC forgot is that Kenyans have different color preferences; and believe you me, this time it will be a race of colors on the 4th of August if the public is not well informed. Take for example, this lady who is convinced the proposed draft constitution is good for the country and plans to say 'YES' but has no idea about the colors. When asked about the color she'll choose she says "red". Reason? She likes red and hates anything green. What of this farmer who loves everything green but believes the draft constitution shouldn't go through, and plans to choose green because it's his favourite color? That aside, there are those with vision complications who only see bright colors. They'll automatically go for what they see even if it's against their wishes.
The pro and anti teams beside drumming support using the proposed constitution content, MUST also emphasize on educating their flocks about the color symbols so that come referendum day their followers make the right choices. This might take time and in some cases they'll need devine intervention.
Wish the NO and YES camps all the best in their campaings.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Celebrating a Special Lady: Life With Maa
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Though Maa was illitrate, she valued education just like any other dotcom grandma. She encouraged everyone of us to go to school; and often attended all functions that required the presence of parents/guardians.
She wasn't ignorant either. I remember this particular day when she came to pick me from school. We were outside writing on the ground using our fingers when my teacher asked me to stop everything I was doing and go with her.
Maa took me to a place full of screaming children. Things happened so fast; before I could ask why the children were wailing, crying etc, I had needle piercing my skin and nasty drops forced down my throat. I guess my scream was the loudest and I kept on all the way home. I hated her for taking me to such a horrible place. Whenever I see a person with deformed limbs as a result of polio today, I look back to that day and thank God I had Maa then.
She let us be the children we were. Whenever there was nothing to do in the house, she could encourage us to go out and play with our friends. There were times when we could go fishing or mud-sliding and come back home messed up, but Maa never scolded us, not even once. She considered play as very important part of learning and development for us children.
We also had cooking lessons in the kitchen when Maa could take us through the process of making common dishes. She was so good so that at age five, I surprised everyone including myself by preparing ugali big enough for a family of six. This is how it happened:
Lessons at school were so boring. I told my teacher I was sick and not knowing that I was pretending, she allowed me to go home. There was no one at home; Maa had gone to the shamba. looking at the shadow I could tell it was almost lunchtime, so as a responsible girl, I decided to light fire to make it easier for whoever could come home first (my older cousins or Maa). I placed sufuria filled with water hoping that by the time the water boiled Maa or any of my cousins could be home. Having waited for what seemed like eternity, I saw it wise to apply the acquired knowledge. It wasn't easy, I had problems but I was determined to make the best. You can imagine what followed.
My time with Maa are some of the most cherished memories. We had great moments together - some were emotional and some just too funny: like when we could tease her about her unique hearing ability - she could hear a whisper two rooms away and could not hear a bomb explode in the same room. There were also times when during church services Maa could sleep the entire service and only wake up to sing hymns and ask about what the preacher was talking about. She had a talent, she could sing all the songs in the adventist hymn book off head.
Maa touched my life in a special way; much of what I am today I owe to this great lady. Through her I learnt that I can conqure the world with the right mind set. I am stronger both physically and emotionally today than I was yesterday, thanks to her.
Happy Mothers' Day Maa, RIP.
Quote of The Day: Proverbs 31:31
Give her the reward she earned,
and let her works bring her
praise at the city gates
Maa took me to a place full of screaming children. Things happened so fast; before I could ask why the children were wailing, crying etc, I had needle piercing my skin and nasty drops forced down my throat. I guess my scream was the loudest and I kept on all the way home. I hated her for taking me to such a horrible place. Whenever I see a person with deformed limbs as a result of polio today, I look back to that day and thank God I had Maa then.
We also had cooking lessons in the kitchen when Maa could take us through the process of making common dishes. She was so good so that at age five, I surprised everyone including myself by preparing ugali big enough for a family of six. This is how it happened:
Lessons at school were so boring. I told my teacher I was sick and not knowing that I was pretending, she allowed me to go home. There was no one at home; Maa had gone to the shamba. looking at the shadow I could tell it was almost lunchtime, so as a responsible girl, I decided to light fire to make it easier for whoever could come home first (my older cousins or Maa). I placed sufuria filled with water hoping that by the time the water boiled Maa or any of my cousins could be home. Having waited for what seemed like eternity, I saw it wise to apply the acquired knowledge. It wasn't easy, I had problems but I was determined to make the best. You can imagine what followed.
My time with Maa are some of the most cherished memories. We had great moments together - some were emotional and some just too funny: like when we could tease her about her unique hearing ability - she could hear a whisper two rooms away and could not hear a bomb explode in the same room. There were also times when during church services Maa could sleep the entire service and only wake up to sing hymns and ask about what the preacher was talking about. She had a talent, she could sing all the songs in the adventist hymn book off head.
Maa touched my life in a special way; much of what I am today I owe to this great lady. Through her I learnt that I can conqure the world with the right mind set. I am stronger both physically and emotionally today than I was yesterday, thanks to her.
Happy Mothers' Day Maa, RIP.
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