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Dada

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Dada”  is a Swahili word for “Sister“. Where I come from, younger siblings respectively address the older female as simply Dada or adding the word before her name. The term doesn’t stop at home, however. Anybody on the street will call you. “Dada!” if your name isn’t known to them. The same applies to the neighbors, the bus conductor, the hawker trying to sell you something, the client who walks into a shop and… Let’s just sum it up to almost everybody. Growing up in East Africa makes every female a Dada!

Dada’s Diary is therefore a place where I, Dada from East Africa, share my thoughts in forms of random articles, short stories and simple attempts to poetry. The reason? I just love to write! And there are probably humans who would like to read some randomness once in a while!

Karibu!

 

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Speak, Child!

This is my story, told by my aunt Lulu who knew me from the day I was born.  Babies and young children were bathed in basins in my family. Hot water would be poured into the basin, followed by cold water. You then poured a bit of the mixed water on the soft inner skin …

Her name…

I might claim to have known her for my whole life, because I have memories of her from a very young age. I don’t think however that would have been true. So, I say I have known her for as long as I can remember. She popped into my life to fill blank spaces, at …

Blossoms.

I lost a friend while on vacation. This sentence already sounds complicated, I realize, so I will explain. I was on a short holiday at a beautiful place when my friend died. No, she was not with me on vacation. She was thousands of kilometers back home. There I was on a beautiful place, supposed …

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