God sent me an angel today......

Diary of a Single Mother: God sent me an angel today......: Today was a slow day for me, despite waking up early to somewhat trigger the feeling that its the start of the week. I still stayed on my co...

God sent me an angel today......

Today was a slow day for me, despite waking up early to somewhat trigger the feeling that its the start of the week. I still stayed on my couch lazing about figuring out why I should really wake up! Its a weekend, plus the previous day I had a very full-filling day. The full part being I had put my all into my books and was speaking gibberish mathematical economics by the the time it was 2200 hours. I tried watching a movie which I quarter way dozzed off. That is how badly am doing in terms of watching movies. Two times this week, I have tried to watch a movie that did not even go past 30 minutes and I was already asleep. I was beginning to think that either the movies were just boring or...I was just tired. But noooo, it was not the fatigue, fatigue or not I still watch movies, so I have concluded that the movies I have tried to watch this week are boring. Not to mention titles were Flight and Skyfall. Stop laughing, I know what youre thinking, that I was just tired and I dozzed off! Okay, let me admit, I have somewhat managed to clear those two off my list and now struggling with Loopers, I cant even remember how it started! I have another story of which I have to write about...but I will save it for another date and time, this one is special and deserves all the attention! Anyway, yeah,my morning was lazy, having have slept in my full days outfit, that enough can tell you how it must have been. I finally woke up, not because I wanted but "my"cleaning lady had arrived and this one I had no choice but to wake up anyway. I put my in quotes because she was just referred by a friend after a disappointing trying to get one! Do you know how agonizing it can be to keep telling someone to do A, then B then C...? I have only been here a month but being a new year and a new month, I finally decided to try out the one who was referred! God must have known what I needed as she is good I tell you, I did not have to mention to her what to do! Now this is what you call someone who wants to work! She cleaned everything and am sure it is just by luck that she could not clean me! All in all, I must say she gave me the energy to wake up and actually sit and as I watched her do her work, with a smile on her face and her little girl seated next to me. I said a little prayer for her, for Hod to give her the energy to be able to meet the needs to her daughter. She has a clean heart...and for that I called my friend and thanked her! Without her, I would not have her! Lets see how far we can take each other...but the little time I spent with her today just seeing what she is doing, I would say she is an Angel sent from above...they say Angels live in heaven and have wings, this one, God sent her on earth to sort out people like me...and for that am all smiles and thanking God!

Diary of a Single Mother: Re-construction time....

Diary of a Single Mother: Re-construction time....: Well, many months have passed...and yes I admit I have not been one of the best in terms of keeping up with this blog. I have tried, at time...

Diary of a Single Mother: Twisted minds.....

Diary of a Single Mother: Twisted minds.....: This was to be published last year...it might have been one of those days! Well ave been off for quite a while now as I have had a crazy t...

Twisted minds.....

This was to be published last year...it might have been one of those days! Well ave been off for quite a while now as I have had a crazy travel schedule from within Kenya to DRC and now Lusaka.

Out of the 3 places, DRC was one of my most exciting places where I saw a real array of mixed characters which I would not really complain off as they were quite entertaining. Day one I reached the airport and they give out the entry visa papers which happened to be written in French. Well I guessed later on that for visitor like me who have little or no knowledge of french whatsoever, it meant that one would have to employ ( literally) someone to help in its translation, either in their local language ( some sort of Swahili intermarried with French and Lingala) which makes it very difficult to understand and/ or either English if you're lucky to get someone who can at least speak the good or broken one.

Being a lady only made my work easier and most of the Airport officials are men, therefore meant that I could take advantage of the whole situation and yes was lucky enough to have got some guy who not only knew English but the Congolese Swahili which isn't so hard to understand anyway. The drama began when I was told the guy who signs for the visas is not in and I was asked to leave the airport without my passport and come back for it the next day. I was not going to hear any of that story of going and coming back to airport, already I had bought breakfast for two people and parted with USD 20 in the name of greasing their elbows to have my things done fast enough! And trust me they were done fast, only in a slow motion way, but according to the local standard, it was fast, really fast. I stayed at the airport for almost two hours. If there was a plane that took of from Nairobi from the time I landed they would have arrived by then and got me still waiting! That was not good, not good at all. So we finally agree to have my passport photocopied and a note written and stamped indicating that I was legally in that country.And from there henceforth, I stayed two days without my passport, only consolation being I had the other papers.This is a country that you will talk to a guy now and in a spun of two minutes that guy does not know you and you never met him...therefore just to cover my back, I ensured I had at least evidence that I left my passport. On my way out of the airport, it was interesting to notice that the culture here is just dancing, whether or not there is some music ( please note that I tried looking for the source of the music, whether earphones or headphones...and there was zero) Forgive my English for now, I am still trying to get a hang of the language here which is totally interfering with my norm!

Day one: Arrival Hotel ( I am not sure the name since the one I had been advised I had been booked in somehow changed to the one I was booked in at that moment!) Being me, I only paid for one night and thanked God for Google maps. I realized there were quite a number of hotels on the same street as to where I was staying!

Day two: Assignment check out of hotel ( no name given, not even on the receipt) I finally got to another hotel which was more like God sent! Home away from home, pricey by worth the stay. Needless to stay, if you go to Congo, be wary very wary of these guys, you have to be cunning to get your way round, speak bad Swahili and pretend to love Lingala, if you know French you'll be the luckiest person ever! It's a great place to be either way :-)...ohh and I accomplished my mission, what sent me there!

Re-construction time....

Well, many months have passed...and yes I admit I have not been one of the best in terms of keeping up with this blog. I have tried, at times even diarising that I will be blogging within the course of a week and failing. No, do not look at me with those eyes, do not victimize me, at times, time flies and getting hold of it is a story to be told during a different set up and given audience. Ok, let me now justify my actions....now am feeling guilty... Anyway, the past few months have been full of not only drama for me but experiences that I will live to tell my great grand children as bedtime stories. Not only did I learn that patience and humiliation can be really hard to have but also learnt and spared sometime to keep them as the best of my friends. Dealing with one thing and then another different thing pops up can be frustrating but I learned to deal with it. I finally settled in with my books, so far so good, I will not complain that I am seeing too many figures and ending up calculating them no, I will not but somehow, I am end up seeing a lot of these and I think I have been working out my brain with mathematical stuff. I am used now. I guess you now partly understand why I haven't been seen here. So far am loving what I am doing and I have no regrets whatsoever! When I started out I thought I chose the wrong course but along the line I realized that God could have put me here for no reason, He could have allowed me to even enter that class for no reason. I got challenges but I overcame them and for what? For a reason...they made me a stronger person and made me more focused to what I wanted to achieve. About 7 weeks into the program, I broke my leg, imagine, two hairline fractures! Ask me how it happened? I fell, yes I fell, but the fall was no ordinary fall, I fell sat on my foot and yeah it had hit a stone. I almost cried out loud asking God why it was happening to me. I was still trying to adjust where I had moved and settled in as I did my due diligence as a student. Trust me, it was not a walking distance. Through His grace, I never missed a class, I attended all without fail. Problem sometime would be the concentration due to the pain. Sometimes I would wish more the class to end so I could head home and rest my foot! Somehow I managed. Christmas and new year were low profile for me, not only because I could not move out but also partly because I have exams to think about.I took a break today, a few minutes ago so I could update my diary...one day I will read through it and thank God for giving me the strength to write it as it gives me the energy and direction as to to who I am, where I have been, where I am going and where I want to be..... It might have been the toughest of year last year...but it started well and am looking forward!