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Here I share with you my thoughts and attempts to creativity. Enjoy and have fun looking around!
Dada
About
“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!
Blog
When a child is not ready …
It was my mother who predicted it one day. She looked at my feet which were swollen beyond recognition and watched my shallow breathing. Then with a strange look in her eyes, she stated, “There’s more than one child in that belly of yours.” I didn’t want to believe her because life was hard for …
Sparkling Clean Pots
She is scrubbing her cooking pots…, … which is something she has done for a large part of her life. The soft scuffle of the steel wool on the aluminum surface. The slight heat caused by the friction of her hand moving back and forth on a stubborn dark spot. The sweat that will eventually …
Pride, and a Gilded cage.
This is what happens when a self-assured human meets a colorful proud bird: Imagine this: A man who is so assured of his place on the planet comes by a beautiful flutter of color and feathers. That being a gorgeous, bold bird of color and song. The colorful bird turns out to be proud as …