REINCARNATED

🤍WELCOME WELCOME🤍

I remember a time in life when everything was so innocent,calm,so surreal. Those times of our childhoods when we were so carefree manze, So I have a story for you guys. It might be a little bit fictional😅, I mean what is a story without additional salt😂😂😂,like any other good story lazima tuongeze chumvi.

So,It's a friday afternoon, somehow we,by we I mean my cousins and I skipped church choir practice ,our grandma was the treasurer in church so our participation in church was never negotiable.This was during those long december holidays because all my cousins and I had been shipped to ushagoo by our parents. Is this something they still do?

 We decide heeeeh,si we go take a walk around the village,terrorize some kids and act like the victims😅😅. Yaani tulikuwa wachokozi. There was no day some parent wasn't showing up at our grandparents  with their kid in hand furious at our latest tricks yet. At first it was knocking on people's doors and fleeting the crime scene like kipchoge's little minions to avoid getting caught because if you did get caught you would be in a whole loads of trouble and not only from my Grandmother who was really scary,  eeeeeh she was tough,maybe those are the qualities you acquire when you birth ten children.

You see back in the day kids were raised like they belonged to everyone in the community. My friend utafyekwa na wazazi wa mtu and your parents invite them over for a feast to appreciate them disciplining you 😅😂😂.

Pardon me, I just love anecdotes. So, where were we? Yes,tunachokozana. Then my cousin decides how wonderful of an idea it would be to go doof mpararo😂😂,for my bougee kanairo friends,doof mpararo is basically going swimming in the river with zero clothing,which is the fun part.

Those who know yours truly, know mimi I don't know how to swim but there was no way in hell I was going to disclose this information mi ni mras bana, we practically invented gangster points.

 So ninjas start getting undressed and off the cliff they go and into the cold running waters. I decide I won't kill myself ,najipenda sana mimi😊😊,but I still want to retain some gangster points soI choose not to jump off the cliff into the water,instead as they were jumping I sneaked into the river unnoticed,saio nimesimama tu ndani ya maji,walking in there like Jesus😅😅( I know he walked on water🤫🤫). Nikiskia I can't feel my feet narudi mbio nyuma,despite my inability to swim  and my worrying I had such a great time with my cousins.

Tukitoka apo we were literally dripping ashes juu venye tumeparara my guys,legendary😅.

At this moment we are farmished but we can't go back home with hours of choir practice we had sneaked out from still left, that would be a suicide mission bana. 

Our grandparents farm was just behind the river we were swimming in. So our eldest cousin suggests we start a fire in the middle  of the farm ,you know create a little kitchenette😅 that was mainly just three stones 😂😂😂and roast some sweet potatoes and maize from the farm,I mean this seemed to be our greatest idea yet. Who even needed to go back home when we were leaving our greatest life yet pretending that we could fend for ourselves and other notions we were already cooking in our heads? We ushai kula roasted potatoes while dipping your legs in the river watching birds chirping in the wild? No? Thought so😂,sisi tulikuwa tumejiona wakurugenziiii.

Our  dumbasses decide let's keep having fun while lunch roasts away,so we leave the fire blazing in the middle of the farm with more food roasting,headed back to the river for the last swim ndio turudi last supper,stories saio zimenoga manze we are having the time of our lives,I wish mngetuona. Cheeei😅😅. So mimi I am sitted on a stone just alongside the river when it starts getting really really hot especially when wind blew towards us. Kiasi ashes start flying around and I'm like what sort of weather is this. So my gut sensed something might be amiss. 

I started walking towards where most of the ashes were coming from and you will not believe what was happening,ile kitchenette yetu ya mawe tatu na wire imeexpand,a good size of the farm is on fire machampez.I had to run back and go gather reinforcements, I mean my fellow dumb clueless cousins still having the swim of their lives. Saio moto imeshika,there is now smoke everywhere,heeee hii haikua ile moto ya Moses inawakia kwa mti moja.It was like those forest wildfires. It was at this moment that we realized how fucked we were. Wewe ushai ona watu wakikimbia na maji wamebeba on the palms of their arms,completely naked wakienda kuzima moto?😂😂😂. Out tiny brains were exploding,some few people that I will not mention reduced them gangster points to negative null sobbing their eyes and noses out😂😂😂😂😂 na ata hawajavaa nguo bado.

Long story short ofcourse we got caught,they had been looking for us from the moment we sneaked out of church, we forgot we were in fact majority of the choir.Kufyekwa is beyond what they did to us. Hio December yote we became farmers😂😂😂, tulilima hio shamba watu waki feast Christmas.My grandmother point blank made it clear to us that the only food we would get that day would perhaps be all the maize and sweet potatoes we had roasted, I am sorry I been burned to ashes in her farm.😅😅

Disclaimer, the above image was taken by a very good friend of mine with his phone,still unbeliavable the magic he can create with  very little.Peep his Instagram account  @_COOLCATLENSES