19/11/2024
TOMASO LAMENTATIONS!
Growing Up...
As a boy, growing up in the village was fun but. Adventures were abundant coupled with some misfortunes but we took all with a stride.
After the passing of our father, our mother relocated her family from Nairobi city (where I was born) into the village. It was a near nightmare for me. My brother whom I follow had been enlisted in school (in the city) at an early age, which meant that I was left at home alone when he did go to school.
Although my elder sisters were around, their presence did not help much in my feeling lonely and empty day in day out, so that was that. I ventured out to make friends with other boys but it was not always easy and thus endeavored to become my own friend. That is what loneliness is all about.
Curiosity and search for adventures became my friends. My mind was always preoccupied with desires to know how children in faraway lands spent their lonely days. I would walk to the nearby river (main source of water) and I would drool and phantomized the journeys taken by the water as the river flowed away from me into unknown destination.
Sometimes I would walk along the river banks following the river course with hopes of discovering some new place the water was always seeking to go to. Fear and loneliness would then drive me to return home.
To be continued
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