My Voice

Waking up early in the morning today reminds me of a remarkable story. Today the harmattan weather was a bit tense with dust , accompanied by a no where to hide cold. Even though one was covered with a blanket, this cold makes one feel as if the blanket was perforated. So i remember it was christmas. Long ago a child was born in a cold stable and he was placed in nothing but a manger. He is the prince of peace, an epitome of humbleness and a light to our dark hearts. This cold reminds me of the condition he was born in just to save you and me and today we celebrate his birth . MERRY CHRISTMAS!

A boy was born in a stable , placed in a manger in the little town of bethlehem. His birth was unique non like any other. But what is so special about this birth? You can't believe it, its the birth of the  heir of the  kingdom of God. A king in the making, an exalted prince!. But why would he come into this world in a conventional way? The only answer is love and humbleness. He took it upon himself to come into this world in a mortal form to help our helpless soul for the sake of his unconditional love for us! . We celebrate his birth, that is christmas!!

Joseph is what they call you, a righteous man and the prominent carpenter of the town of Nazareth. You are known to be very dilligent and skilled in your work, no wonder you have lot of apprentice! . You love and respect people and the people respect you. When you discover your betrothed was pregnant, you refused to expose her to public disgrace even though you thought she was unfaithful. You have a big heart, no wonder God choose your generation to usher our king into this world!

"clink! clink!! ....clink!!!" sounds a clanging bell with its  shrilling sound piercing the atmosphere like an early morning cockcrow.The sound was immediately followed by a tumultuous uproar of jubilant expression, marking the end of the last period , Which means school closes for the day.   The student of the government day secondary school, Samuwa were now trooping out of their classes in their green & white uniforms with droopy class bags hoisted on like a baby enjoying the comfort of its mothers'  back.     The school which is popularly known as GDSS Samuwa is situated near a cattle market and noted for its long time existence in the town of Samuwa. Long ago it was built up by the government to promote secondary school education in the rural communities.    Sitting on the mid-bench of the second row of  senior class 1A is Dlama with his tall friend Musa, who is copying his note. Dlama is of medium height, having a rou...

Life is like a jigsaw puzzle and you are uniquely  part of that puzzle. without you that puzzle will not be complete because you are an integral piece that must  be placed  in  that unique space to make the puzzle a whole. When God brought you to this world, he knows there is a space in life that can only be occupied by you, because he designed it specially for you. So whats next? Buckle Up! and try to fill that space, God has already given you the quality and necessary requirements, so what are you waiting for? Its in you. Don't look down on yourself and don't let others look down on you, the reason is because you are distinctivly unique and an important piece to life. Always remember that there is only one "you" in the world. That defines how special you are and you don't need  anyone to be special, the only thing you need is you.   It is good to admire someone's talent and potential but you don't need to compare yourself to that person because t...

12 year old kwata was delighted when she sighted her mother coming from a distance, treading  on the dusty  meandered path that was surrounded by some dry Bermuda grasses of the savannah,  with few tamarin trees standing by the side like a lamp post.  As she was plodding up the narrow path and now getting closer to her abode, kwata sprints to meet her. Capturing the stiff look on her mother's face, she was sure that " Ndakwa " market didn't went well for her  because she knew mama always smiles if the market favoured her, even if she is exhausted from the two kilometre walk from  Ndakwa village market but her mood was entirely  different today. Kwata was now carrying a load on her head while smiling as they moved along  , knowing that she relieved mama of a little burden.  She effortly  peered at her mother and then  greeted her " welcome mama. How was the market today?" S he asked expecting a reply but mama was oblivio...

The old man was mumbling some words to himself, while sitting on an old plastic chair under a Neem tree with his brown eyes staring at the birds chirping on the tree. With his few rusty teeth,  the old man broke a piece of kola nut and he began to chew it meticulously,enjoying it's slight bitter flavour. A breeze then blew, sending rustling dry leaves from  the tree to the ground but the old man couldn't help it but to enjoy the cool pleasant  sensation the breeze gave him but with its consequences, the birds that were entertaining him all flew away startled by the breeze and causing him to plunge himself into a daydream. While his mind was busy, he was suddenly stirred from his daydream by a coarse voice  saying "good evening baba", he then quickly turned towards the direction of the voice and his eyes saw a young man of medium height, wearing a red polo T-shirt with sun-glasses covering his eyes. The old man then responded saying "thank you my son, how ...