Going to Saltpond was a bad bad idea.

Troublesome holidays! Life was so simple and well understood. Then one day the unexpected happened. Daavi appeared and turned my world upside down. My big brother and I were packed off to go to spend the long-term holidays with Daavi at Saltpond. We were gone for about four weeks. It was a different world. Sure we had to fetch water up the steep hill at Aguabado for the household. Yes we had to clean the house but that was it.…

Bow legs don’t carry heavy loads

Life was hectic… Auntie Kekire sold everything and anything that she believed would bring in a pesewa – Ofam, kenkey, sponge cake, tea bread, fresh and tinned tomatoes, smoked fish, textiles. Anything that she thought somebody she knew was profiting from. She was not going to be left out of any money-spinner. It was a very busy household. There was no room for idling or laziness and by the way it was a crime to snooze in the afternoon too.…

Daily Routines

We were Kekire’s slaves… We lived and played with them. They saw the daily run of the Kekire Express. These kids called it as they saw it. They teased us and called us Kekire’s slaves. Yes we were to the extent that we had to contribute to the smooth running of the Kekire household. It was clockwork. We woke at dawn and went to bed late at night. Rain, hail or shine. There was so much to do in a…