Weave Checks and Other FacePalmery-inducing Happenings

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I got weave checked yesterday. I mean, a real check. If you’d seen the check, you’d have been forgiven for thinking that this woman and I were Siamese Twins joined at her right hand and at my scalp. She delved right into my hair. Hair that I had taken an hour to carefully curl before heading to work; hair that fell to my shoulders in soft voluminous curls; hair that I had worn down for the first time since I came to Ethiopia. Here’s the story – I went to buy some toiletries after work. I went to this small kiosk near my office because I had created a camaraderie with the girls working there after my umpteenth attempt to buy an umbrella stalled in near-hysterics near their shop. Everything was going well and we were all exchanging pleasantries and then she came up to me and dived, delved, fished, dipped and rubbed at my head, asking, ‘Is this yours?’ Continue reading →

Apologies

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Sometimes it is better to say nothing at all.

If you do not understand what hurt you

caused, brought, incited, and fired,

then you should stay silent. Say nothing.

An ill-placed, ill-timed apology is ill-fated,

and can spark more fire than needs to be

extinguished.

The story behind what led to events that caused

a hurt that cannot be Continue reading →

Love Across Ethnicities; #mybukusudarling

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Kenya is ablaze with a story about an Indian girl from an affluent family and a Bukusu boy who used to wash her father’s car, and how they fell in love, illiciting all sorts of reactions from Kenyans. Folks cannot believe that wanapendana!

Not too long ago in the US, interracial dating between Black and White individuals was against the law. This does not apply to Kenya but many note that it was an unspoken law.

She looks happy and content and I, for one, wish them the best!

Keep Calm