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Madame, Can You Buy Me Some Lunch?

I am in a rush…
I’ve waited till the last minute, which seems to be my forte, to get to converting money.
Saturday afternoon. My cousin picks me up, he is heading to Westlands, has some afternoon plans I have planned to piggy-back on. We go via the Chiromo route and head to Westlands, cutting across Waiyaki Way at Kempinski. That back route to Westie which back in the day, pre-Kidero closing the roundabout at The Mall, you only ever saw when you were in a jav that was trying to evade traffic.

An Ode to Swahili

“If you could have absolutely any super power, what would it be?”

Ever been asked that question before?

My answer is always…I’d pick being able to speak and understand each and every language on this earth. Occasionally I say I would like to read minds, but I think languages is more appealing to me.

I am fascinated by language, by words, that is no secret.

At this point, someone keen would point out that that, in fact, cannot qualify as a super power, the being able to speak and understand many languages.

“It’s called being multi-lingual, Kathleen,” they will say to me.