Chapter Six The weeks that followed the small get-together at Zuba’s house where eventful to say the least. She spent more and more time with Mr.Gihu and less effort in hiding their situationship whether it was at work or outside. It did not come as a shock to many employees at the BNetwork. Butoyi called … Continue reading Irakabiri [ VI ]
Chapter Five The weekend had come to an end quicker than Zuba had anticipated. Luckily, she had spent enough time indoors eating (a lot), napping, watching Netflix, and emptying tissue boxes all due to a combo of cramps and mood swings. Although on days like these she felt like fighting Eve, she knew the poor … Continue reading Irakabiri [ V ]
Chapter Four Between taping and interviewing the farmers in the various provinces asking them how the government could help build their businesses, Zuba had very little time to chit chat. She had bumped into her boss once while going to the bathroom and all she could say was, “Hey, I got your text and I’m … Continue reading Irakabiri [ IV ]
Chapter Three Unlike any other Sunday, Zuba woke up at around 6 AM unable to go back to bed. She still had to decide whether she was going to church or not. Zuba figured there must be something to do beforehand but the dishes had been taken care of, laundry too, the house looked spotless, … Continue reading Irakabiri [ III ]
Chapter Two A few hours later after she had sent Mr. Gihu to his house, Zuba decided to pay a visit to her much older neighbor - Bukuru, a single old man whose wife and kids had abandoned in Burundi and started a new life in Belgium. His bank account had suffered when his pharmaceutical … Continue reading Irakabiri [ II ]
Chapter One It was around 7Am on a Saturday morning when the sound of the rain had woken Zuba up. The drops banged the roof overhead summoning her to stand by her window and observe the outpour from the skies. With the cup of coffee nearly burning the palm of her hand, she took long … Continue reading Irakabiri [ I ]
I am officially a few weeks away from graduating and the statement “It takes a village” couldn’t be any truer. It took a great support system to make it this far despite the odds. I owe the person I am to hundreds of people who one way or another inspired me, supported me, encouraged … Continue reading …Try again later…
Two years ago I moved on-campus at my university in Maine for the fall semester. Somewhere in November it started getting cold. I remember sitting on a sofa in the small suite and thinking about how quickly things had changed again. I thought about how I had left Ohio a few months prior to that, … Continue reading Win some…lose some
(If you are from my community and at any point feel uncomfortable reading this, please ask yourself why. To anyone one who wishes to understand the story behind this, click here) Dear Francine Nyanzaninka, How sad is it that the only time I get to write to you is under these circumstances? I wish I … Continue reading Fly with the angels…
First things first : HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!! I’ve been putting off writing this blog post for almost a month now, it’s one of those things that hit home and you try to avoid saying them out loud yet here we are 😊 A couple of months ago I was talking to my good friend as … Continue reading Mis-es and all…
