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Fill My Cup
So many games we played and some came with interesting lessons, albeit embarrassing. Other times it was just plain childhood farce.
David Ogutu
Apr 25, 20245 min read


My Childhood Game
I really enjoyed my childhood, lots of fun, no complications. I played hard and slept well, no insomnia. Occasionally my sisters with...
Nhodo- Fadzayi Maposah
Apr 25, 20242 min read


Broken Pieces
Lets just say, am I still your original playful girl/boy! Yes, it was never sure if I belonged with the girls’ dodge ball, skipping rope...
Rehema Zuberi
Apr 25, 20242 min read
Childhood Playful Memories
Lets just say, am I still your original playful girl/boy! Yes, it was never sure if I belonged with the girls’ dodge ball, skipping rope...
Charity Atwine
Apr 25, 20242 min read


A Game of Musawo Anyone?
I was a little disappointed thinking that our game of Musawo had wound down so fast. But I was wrong...things were just about to get crazy.
Jacqueline Masaba Mukite
Apr 25, 20244 min read


A Warriors Reward
In the whole village, only one man within a ten miles radius owned a car. It was small and ugly but the frog eyed Volkswagen beetle impresse
Kenneth Muiruri
Apr 25, 20244 min read


REFLECTIONS.
Growing up in a tough home was not easy. Play time was restricted so much and dad was always shouting at us about noise. He always said,...
qweshunga
Apr 25, 20241 min read


KWEPENA, THE OLYMPICS OF CHILDHOOD GAMES.
When I look back at my childhood, I feel really nostalgic because that was one hell of a fun childhood. We enjoyed the outside maximally...
qweshunga
Apr 19, 20243 min read


MY PLAYFUL CHILDHOOD
I once told my friend that I was sad on Christmas eve despite the festivity because I accidentally broke my father's coffee mug. She...
qweshunga
Apr 1, 20243 min read


My childhood game memories and lessons I learnt
As a child, I was all over the village and I loved to play a lot. Given the fact that I was the last girl, it was an advantage to me to...
qweshunga
Mar 20, 20242 min read


The Good Old Days.
Growing up, every minute of every single day was time to play. Not because we did not have chores, but because no one could stand between...
qweshunga
Mar 9, 20242 min read


“Kwepena”, the art of life
“Denise…Denise please come home its 7pm. It’s shower time”, yelled my mother who had just returned from her day’s errands. “Just one more...
Rehema Zuberi
Mar 6, 20242 min read


My Western Childhood
In Africa, it is best for a child to grow up around or with their tribe or ethnicity, but that fell on deaf ears in my family and little...
qweshunga
Mar 2, 20242 min read


THE GOLDEN TIMES.
I miss childhood and how we would always have a lot fun. it wouldn't be based on size or looks but instead of how fast you could run, be...
qweshunga
Feb 15, 20244 min read


The one where I wished I had friends.
I am an only child. Well at least to my biological parents. My parents had me when they were still kids themselves and because of this, I...
qweshunga
Jan 24, 20242 min read


Play, A Path To Wholeness.
In a world often defined by its frenetic pace, relentless demands, and the weight of daily stressors, it's easy to overlook the...
David Ogutu
Sep 25, 20233 min read
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