09/08/2023
I grew up in BONDENI ESTATE (GIKOMBA).I never once questioned my mother's income.!! it was never a discussion. We ate homemade meals consisting of occasionally, chapatis, beans, ugali, meat, Kienyeji mboga, Mala, Rice and bread for breakfast sometimes. We by no means were given everything we wanted. We went outside a lot to play, run with friends, play hide and seek. We rarely just sat inside. Bottled water was unheard of. If we had a Coke, it was in a glass bottle, and we didn’t break the bottle when finished, it had a deposit and had to be redeemed. We saved it. After school, we came home and did homework and chores, before going outside or having friends over. We would play for hours.
We had to tell our parents where we were going, who we were going with, and be home before dark, or when the streetlights came on.
You LEARNED from your parents instead of disrespecting them and treating them as if they knew absolutely nothing. What they said was LAW and you did not question it and you had better know it! We watched what we said around our elders and neighbors because we knew if we DISRESPECTED any grown-up, we would get a real telling off or whooping, it wasn't called abuse, it was called discipline! We held doors, carried the shopping, and gave up our seat for an older person without being asked.
You didn't hear swear words on the radio in songs or on TV.
“Please and Thank you", were part of our daily vocabulary!
The world we live in now is just so full of people who hate and disrespect others.
Consider Re-posting if you're thankful for your childhood. I will never forget where I came from and only wish children and people nowadays had half the chance at the fun and respect for real life we grew up with! And we were never bored.
PS: No dishwashers either! We shared all house chores.
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