Chicken Little was right!

Hooray, Hooray x 2, tis my feast day today!!! I don't know but am jus happy.Really means alot to me as trifle as it may look. Anyway jus digressing...for those of us who have watched chicken little, we all fall in love with that movie, no doubt, i personally have watched it 5 times and can't seem to get the hang of it. And to make some serious and could be controversial confession, i had a serious crush on ugly duckling. Eeh, yes, i know that sounds abit oxymoron-ish but you have to watch the movie to see for yourself. Cuteness unmatched. She's just out-of-this-world!(not literally).Regarding the movie itself, am actually among the few who believe chicken little was right.i believe him totally. I cannot justify my belief but no one should go through such embarrassment. "The sky is falling!!" Alah! Wacha tuwachane na hiyo mambo. The other day am strolling back home from jobo and if there's anyfing i was blessed with cum attention-grabber, then its my afro, i personally nick-named it afro-shirazi. I can never fail to notice all those eyes gawking at mi head. I have come along way with this afro as mature as it looks. we have shared hate and banishment togeda, since back in ice-kool! I will never forget Miss Mwambia(name corrupted) for the 50 bob she gave me to go and cut my hair. 'Twas in form 3. She was our biology teacher and that friday i don't know how i looked at her or how she was feeling about me. Before leaving us assignments for the whole weekend, she couldn't fail to notice my well-combed, round, ball-like afro, as neat as it always looked, i never amused her. She was a gisty mama, actually, the gistiest among all female teachers. I can't blame her, a middle aged beautiful mama,unmarried but with two kiddos! She even used to match her dress colour with her two cars! So, that day, Ms Mwambia A.K.A sisqo******** 80 opens her leather purse and pulls out a 50 bob note and hands it over to me. "Embu nthis weekened enda upkapunguse hio nywele yako, you look very bad my ndear!",Huh?! Eeish, she actually thought the reason i had an afro is that i dint have enuff money to pay for haircut! That day i tell you the whole class had a good reason to laugh and laugh and laugh, loud that the whole school started laughing(literally). Heh! even chicken little wasn't so embarrassed when he thought the sky was falling! But, As i was in a boys boarding so actually in our vocab, we dint have anyfing like 'embarrassing', 'embarrassment', 'shame', except having a teacher every guy has a crush on handing you money to visit a barbershop! Whooh....nasty.I never went to the barber, of course.What transpired was hell. I ended up being suspended. Of all the three suspensions i earned in ice-kool, this one was the best scripted. You only need to read it to see how funny it was, i was home for week and a half, my mum scolding me left, right,center. The condition for my return to school was that i was to come back clean shaven. She gave me money to cut my hair and i went and hogged on some nice samosas they usta prepare at Mama otieno's! She too gave up on me. That saga is a whole soap opera hope I'll live to right a book about it....And possibly get a nobel prize for the contribution i have made in the bla..blah..blahh industry!.Wah! Ok, i have watched JB a.k.a Johnny Bravo and have also heard about this Samson dude in the bible, trust me, this guys have nuffing on me but MY HAIR IS SACRED. period. My boss the other day asked me when i am going to cut my afro, she was trying to smile... and i told her, if she wants to see the daft side of me, she should wait till the day i cut my hair. I mean, thats where my 'smartness' resides. I gave her a look that told her 'this are topics we should never discuss, madam' and she read between the lines.
I still have a copy of my suspension letter pinned on my bedroom wall, soon i plan to frame it, give it the respect its due. I also plan to make a copy and have it clear on my office, so that all those who dream about me with a clean shave head should abandon all hope. My ex- had a problem with it too, guess what?! She never did anyfing about it, one day she even sneaked in with a scissors so that once we are 'done', assuming that i would be so tired and sleep, she would shave me. It was a flop!! Wooi! I have digressed so much and now am becoming emotional about, and why not? My afro is my life, my world, my evryfing. For those who want to detract my afro so that i would suite them,well guess what! Kiss my bum! Aaaoouuuuuchhh! If chicken little was right about the sky fallling then i must right about ma philosophy, "Akili ni nywele na kama hauna yako, hauna akili". Anyone wishing to translate the above proverb to kiswa is welcome. Remember this, You only know your real friends when you rent house next to the beach! hehehehe