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12/03/2026

SHARPEN YOUR GRAMMAR

____size high heels do you take?

A. when
B. which
C. why
D. what

12/03/2026

SHARPEN YOUR GRAMMAR

She was continuously looking____me.

A. in
B. at
C. inside
D. towards

17/07/2025

Hotel Room 404
Episode 1

I'm just a hotel waiter. I met Madam Iruoma when I went to deliver her dinner to her.

Madam Iruoma booked a VIP room in our hotel. It was literally the first time I met her. When I saw her that night, I noticed the worry on her face. Something was bothering her.

After serving her food, I left. I went to my colleague Mike. Mike is my paddy paddy in the hotel.

Bro did you observe anything strange with the woman that booked the room 404 VIP. I asked Mike.

Something like what? Bro I don't look at anybody's face in this hotel o, my work is to serve food. Mike said. That's bad bro, something is troubling her. I said.

Ayochidi I know you just newly started working here about a week ago, to keep your job, I suggest you mind your business. Anything troubling her will not pass her boyfriend or husband cheated on her. So she just come to relax her mind. Mike said to me. Really? I asked Mike. Or? Mike said.

Or she haven't received serious knacking for a long time. Mike said and let out a laugh. That's not funny bro. I said.

Few hours later Madam Iruoma called and I went and took her dishes away. I wanted to ask her what was bothering her, but Mike already told me it wasn't on my jurisdiction.

After work that night because I was on night shift, I went home the following morning. When I got home. My landlord was already outside waiting for me.

Ayochidi, you think you can hide forever abi? My landlord asked me. No sir, I started a new job a week ago, that's where I'm coming from. I said to my landlord.

Ayochidi! You have three days to come up with my rent. Three days. If I don't see my rent. When you return from where ever you go at night. You will see your things outside. My landlord said.

Sir give me till month end. I promise to pay by month end. I said. Three days! My landlord said and angrily left my house.

I went into my house and sat down. I was thinking of where to raise my rent in three days when a call came in from my mother in the village.

Hello brother; that was my baby sister calling. She used my mother's phone to call me. Brother, Waec will soon be closing registration. My little sister reminded me. Mma I will send the money soon. I said. And even Mommy's medicine has finish, we have to buy another set. My sister said. I will send the money. I said.

Life was really difficult, from thinking how to raise money. I slept off. I have been awake all night.

Again It was night; I went to the hotel. Madam Iruoma was still in the hotel. She had ordered for dinner. I went and served her dinner.

I was about to leave when she called me back. Can I speak with you? She asked me. Please come and sit. She said. Is there a problem? I asked her. No there's No problem at all. I just want someone to talk to. I have lodged here to two days now and I feel bored. She said.

Is everything okay? I asked her. Firstly what's your name? She asked me. My Name is Ayochidi. I replied. Ayochidi? Is that not like Igbo and Yoruba? She asked me. It is ma. I replied.

My name is Iruoma. She said. Nice to meet you ma. I said. Enough with the ma's. Call me Iruoma. She said.

She came close to me and started touching me. Ma, I don't think this is proper. I said. Are you a baby. She said. I don't understand. I said.

Just make me feel like a woman. Iruoma said. I think I have to go now. I said.

That day I left her room. But for the next two days she kept insisting that I personally continued delivering her food to her.

I have really thought about it. On the third day, when I went to deliver her food. She asked me what was it I wanted. I should name anything. And she would do it for me.

That was the very moment my entire life changed.
To be continued...

23/06/2025

Disclaimer!!! not mine, written by Amram Oyugi

I blocked my multimillionaire friend on WhatsApp late last year because I noticed I was mentally becoming a slave to her.

She would call me anytime she needed my help, and I would render it to her without thinking twice, but when I needed her help, she would either not pick up or reply to her messages, or her number would not go through.

At times, she read my chats and won't reply.

This happened for a while; when I complained, she would apologize.

Last year, we spoke about something important, and she had to do her part to fulfil the deal; I kept calling and sending messages, but she ignored them. I knew she was back to it again, I cancelled the deal and blocked her on all communication channels.

She was obviously using me and trampling on my intelligence, I later realized she had enslaved me mentally, maybe because she is richer or something.

I blocked her.

I was at work last week when a number called and I picked, it was her, I recognized her voice immediately.

"Why did you block me everywhere? What have I done to you? She asked and that got me pi**ed off more because I felt she was still trying to play on my intelligence.

I told her to figure it out and call me to talk about it and not trying to play smart on me. I said and dropped the call.

She called back hours later and started apologizing and giving unreasonable excuses, she pleaded that I unblock her which I did.

She called yesterday to propose a deal and I declined immediately.

She was shocked.

She requested to see me physically and I told her I don'thave the time, she should look for someone else.

"I guess that's why you called after 8 months of not communicating,you are back to your old ways, guess what, once beaten thrice shy, I am done taking sh*to from you, let's just be a casual good morning and good night friend"

She didn't believe I could be that blunt. Her message came in again this morning trying to convince me that she'

08/05/2025

Mental change is needed!

They lied to us. Don't miss this!

They said passing KCSE was the only path to success, yet today, degree holders hawk sweets in traffic while plumbers and mechanics build houses and buy plots.

They lied to us!

They told us if we spoke fluent English, we’d go far, yet now call centre jobs require American accents, and even village elders are asking, “Sasa hii English itatuletea chakula kweli?”

They lied to us!

They made us believe boarding schools build discipline, yet our children come back broken, bullied, and burdened by pressure to get an A or be called a failure.

They lied to us!

They told us only white-collar jobs matter, yet today, mjengo boys are raising families, while some office workers can’t afford rent after the 20th.

They lied to us!

They said arts and sports were a waste of time, yet our musicians, runners, and content creators now feed families and represent Kenya globally.

They lied to us!

They pushed foreign syllabuses and exams into our schools, while our own history, heroes, and languages are forgotten — buried beneath British kings and Shakespeare.

They lied to us!

They said failure in school means failure in life, yet the mama mboga who didn't finish Class 8 built rentals and paid school fees for her children through grit and wisdom.

But now we see.

Now we rise.

07/05/2025

LIFE LESSONS

My Life after campus has been so hard.

My life after campus has been nothing like I imagined. I thought graduating would be the beginning of everything, but instead, it felt like the beginning of endless waiting. I’ve applied for more than a thousand jobs —

I thought once I finished school, things would fall into place. I believed I would get a job, start earning, and build my life. But that didn’t happen. I’ve applied for so many jobs ... jobs I’m qualified for, jobs I’m overqualified for, even internships .... more than I can count. Every day I write emails, fix my CV, send applications, and wait. Most times, no one replies. Sometimes I get rejection messages that break my heart.

My uncle who promised to help me get a job doesn’t pick my calls anymore. People at home keep asking, “What are you doing with your life?” “When will you get a job?” I smile and say, “Soon,” but deep inside I’m tired. I feel like I’ve failed.

It hurts when I see my classmates doing well — posting pictures at work, traveling, or starting businesses, while I’m still struggling. I try to stay strong, but some days I just want to cry. I sleep too much to avoid thinking. I stay quiet because I don’t know what to say anymore.

I feel sad, lost, and alone. But I know I’m not the only one. Many of us are going through this silent pain. If you’re reading this and you feel the same, please remember you’re not alone. This doesn’t mean we’ve failed, it’s just a hard season.

One day, things will get better. Until then, let’s keep going. Slowly. Step by step.

18/03/2025

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