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Published on August 29, 2010 No Comment

Hi. My name is Jessica but my friends (who are very few) call me Jezzie while my enemies –a constituency of them – call me Jezebel. I am 25 years old and HIV-positive. I am a mother of 5 -year –old twins – David (Didi) and Terry (Titi). This is my continuing story.


Published on August 7, 2010 No Comment

Hi. My name is Jessica but my friends (who are very few) call me Jezzie while my enemies –a constituency of them – call me Jezebel. I am 25 years old and HIV-positive. I am a mother of 5 -year –old twins – David (Didi) and Terry (Titi). This is my continuing story.


Published on July 29, 2010 No Comment

Believe you me, when I say that I know what the leaders of both ‘green’ and ‘red’ are feeling at this time. . I say this because I have lived to witness so many referenda in my house, that I have lost count.


Published on July 20, 2010 No Comment

How time flies amazes me. It was only the other day I was in Jamhuri, and am getting ready for the annual pilgrimage to the land of my forefathers.


Published on July 18, 2010 No Comment

The other day I went to the supermarket and bought what appeared to be a good bargain for beef patties. I was gearing for a nice one man cook out.


Published on July 9, 2010 No Comment

Rev. Kiiru is a Godly man. He served as a priest in the African Inland Church-Kenya, for many years in various Parishes.


Published on July 4, 2010 No Comment

I have a mea culpa to make; there are a few things about me, which I do not understand. Take my waist for example. I have no idea what my waist measures.


Published on June 22, 2010 No Comment

Maina Mugwe is my paternal uncle’s eldest son, making him my ‘brother,’ according to the traditions of my people.


Published on June 16, 2010 No Comment

This morning, I was staring at the white screen of my laptop, suffering from a writer’s mental block. Then an e-mail I received from Baba Mose, an old friend, awoke me from the daylight slumber.


Published on June 13, 2010 No Comment

I used to cherish school vacations, because they meant a three-week break from waking up with the cock, walk barefoot in the chilly morning for two miles, carrying a can of water on one hand, and a can of ash on the other.


Published on June 2, 2010 No Comment

I have known Brother Omosh, since he was a comrade at the University with a Difference, in Eldoret.


Published on May 25, 2010 No Comment

Last week’s chama meeting was held at Alex’s place, punctuated by sumptuous chapattis, irio, Nyama choma, pilau, kachumbari, and vegetable soup.



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