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How I made it (epi 5)

From the previous episode, the letter continues……

…. won’t be reporting to duty today. I understand that he was arrested after getting involved in hit and run accident. He is remanded at Central Police Station.

From his friend

Things became more complicated to me. The letter was written by his friend. That meant he had given him the keys to access the office. Could it be that Bryan was involved in the Hopekins accident? He didn’t drive and this made me more confused. Could he have hired a cab? And if yes, what was his motive? I decided to rush to the police station and get the real picture of the matter.

He looked devastated. “Bryan, why did you do it? We could have solved the matter in more civilized manner!” I shouted angrily.

He didn’t bother to say a word leave alone to face me. I new my harshness won’t bear any fruits and so I had to control myself.

After sometime, he was ready to talk but the only thing he said was, ” It was an accident. I didn’t mean to do it. Please forgive me. I hope Hopekins is still alive. Kindly let him know that am sorry for what happened.”

“You almost killed him! He is now in critical condition just because of your jealousy. I had told you earlier that Hopekins is just a friend like any other classmate, but you didn’t want to believe me. Now see what you have done. He is in the hospital while you are locked in here. I don’t know whether to be at the office, hospital or police station.” I had a lot to tell him if it were not for the policeman who interrupted, ” Madam the visiting time is over. Kindly leave the station”

Bryan was sentenced to three months imprisonment. Life behind bars was not easy for him. His regrets could not save him neither his remorsefulness.

Hopekins was recuperating and after a month, he had improved and was released to go home under medication. I took him in as he needed a lot of care before he could recover completely.

It didn’t take long and after a few weeks from the hospital, he was able to undertake most of his duties. We could go to the office together. I was happy that he was able to assist in some areas now that Bryan was still at bay. We also agreed to be visiting Bryan at the prison together.

It was our first day to visit him and we didn’t know how his response would be. Immediately we were ushered in, he was called to meet us. I could tell that Hopekins was tensed.

“You have fifteen minutes only,” the officer commanded. I had stayed a while without visiting him as I had to take care of Hopekins and the the office duties too. At first I didn’t recognize him. His body had really changed. I didn’t know whether to sympathize or to judge.

He looked at us without saying a word. It was obvious that he didn’t expect to see Hopekins there. We couldn’t guess his next move untill the time he broke the silence……..What did he say? Catch the next episode. I would like to hear from you. Kindly leave a comment. You can as well follow me to be sure not to miss the next episode! Read other posts here.

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Why you should not practise Female Genital Mutilation(FGM) – Ciscasquapro

We have already seen what FGM is all about and its different levels.

The practice has brought a number of Health complications to girls and women. Let’s look at some of them:

  • Complications during child birth. The scar brings reduction of elasticity of the birth canal. Labour becomes longer and more painful with each subsequent birth
  • The hygiene during the procedure is compromised. Tools used are not sterilised between the procedure and this increases the chances of infection under exposure of HIV and AIDS
  • Girls with poor immune system find it hard to resist the infection hence compromising their health
  • Due to it’s confidenciallity, the girls are not allowed to access medical care should it be required.
  • The excess bleeding brought about by the rapture of clitoris may make the girls anaemic.

In kenya, the FGM act 2010 by Fred Kapondi prohibates the act of FGM.

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How I made it (epi4)

So far so good, I hope you have been enjoying the story. Let’s know what happened after the hospital incident. Kindly share it with your friends….For those who missed the last episodes, I have catered for you here

” Who else could have given out my contact to the hospital staff?” I interrogated myself paying more attention to the man. The doctor uncovered him slightly to show me more parts that were injured. This is the time I discovered that it was Hopekins- my former classmate. This was the last thing that could come to my mind. I couldn’t help it. He was just fine the day before and now unconscious. He couldn’t talk to me. I tried calling him but nothing gave me hope. I cried helplessly as I sat at the edge of his hospital bed.

Last time I was with him, we didn’t talk much. We had agreed on meeting again and share more over a cup of coffee. Now this was not to be. It would take time before he recovers. I wanted to know what he had been doing since the time we parted ways after forth form.

Just then, the nurse entered the room.”Madam, we would like to give the patient more time to rest. Kindly leave and come back tomorrow. I am sure that he will be okay.” She changed his bedding as I walked out having nothing else I could do.

It was already late to go back to the office. I wanted to know whether Bryan reported to work. So I decided to call him but the phone call couldn’t go through. It bothered me so much that I felt exhausted with all the day’s events. At first I thought it was Bryan who was at the hospital. Where could he be? The last episode will him made me feel unsafe. By the time I was getting to the house, I was too tired to do anything else apart from jumping in my bed and before I new it, I was deep asleep.

It was now around 8am the following day. Hopekins could slightly move his hands. His open eyes could gaze at me without recognizing me. It was so sad seeing him in a such State. I had to rush to the office and so I excused myself. I promised the nurse that I would be coming back to check on him.

Reaching at the office, I noted there was an envelope on the table. It must be Bryan! What could it be? I took the envelope, got the letter and started reading.

Dear Sarah, it is with a heavy heart that I write this letter. I didn’t find a better way of saying it. I am sorry to say that Bryan………

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How I made it (epi4)

So far so good, I hope you have been enjoying the story. Let’s know what happened after the hospital incident. Kindly share it with your friends….For those who missed the last episodes, I have catered for you here

” Who else could have given out my contact to the hospital staff?” I interrogated myself paying more attention to the man. The doctor uncovered him slightly to show me more parts that were injured. This is the time I discovered that it was Hopekins- my former classmate. This was the last thing that could come to my mind. I couldn’t help it. He was just fine the day before and now unconscious. He couldn’t talk to me. I tried calling him but nothing gave me hope. I cried helplessly as I sat at the edge of his hospital bed.

Last time I was with him, we didn’t talk much. We had agreed on meeting again and share more over a cup of coffee. Now this was not to be. It would take time before he recovers. I wanted to know what he had been doing since the time we parted ways after forth form.

Just then, the nurse entered the room.”Madam, we would like to give the patient more time to rest. Kindly leave and come back tomorrow. I am sure that he will be okay.” She changed his bedding as I walked out having nothing else I could do.

It was already late to go back to the office. I wanted to know whether Bryan reported to work. So I decided to call him but the phone call couldn’t go through. It bothered me so much that I felt exhausted with all the day’s events. At first I thought it was Bryan who was at the hospital. Where could he be? The last episode will him made me feel unsafe. By the time I was getting to the house, I was too tired to do anything else apart from jumping in my bed and before I new it, I was deep asleep.

It was now around 8am the following day. Hopekins could slightly move his hands. His open eyes could gaze at me without recognizing me. It was so sad seeing him in a such State. I had to rush to the office and so I excused myself. I promised the nurse that I would be coming back to check on him.

Reaching at the office, I noted there was an envelope on the table. It must be Bryan! What could it be? I took the envelope, got the letter and started reading.

Dear Sarah, it is with a heavy heart that I write this letter. I didn’t find a better way of saying it. I am sorry to say that Bryan………

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How I made it (epi.3)

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“Good morning, can you come to Huduma Hospital as soon as possible.” Before I could enquire who was on the call, he hanged up. It was a strange voice and from it I could tell all was not well. I new without doubt that something bad may have happened to Bryan. In a hurry, I took a cab to Huduma Hospital.

When I arrived at the hospital, I was a a bit confused. Should I ask information about patient by the name Bryan? No, I wasn’t sure about Bryan. Just the day before he was well, but not having reported to work left me not knowing whether to ask about him or not. It was a real dilemma!

At the reception, a lady noted my restlessness. “Madam, how can I help you?” I explained my predicaments but to my surprise, there was nobody by the name Bryan in the hospital records. Who could have made the call? What was his intentions? I couldn’t get the answer to any of these.The caller used the landline and so I couldn’t get back to him for more information.

I sat helplessly in a couch that was at the reception not knowing what to do next. As I sank deep into my thoughts, just then, my phone rang. I picked it as first as I could hoping the caller would solve my problem. Anonymous call again! This time, it was a lady. ” Hello, we are sorry to inform you that the patient was in critical condition and so we decided to take him to the National Hospital. Please come as quickly as you can!” My effort to know more didn’t bear any fruits. So, what next? From Huduma Hospital to National Hospital.

Without wasting time, I called another cab and I after thirty minutes I was at the National Hospital. Full of anxiety, I hurried came out of the cab and headed to reception. If it were not for the cab driver who followed me, I couldn’t have remembered to pay him. I approached the receptionist to enquire about the patient. Before he could respond, a lady interrupted, “Hi, are you Tab….” Before she could finish her question, I had already responded, though this was not a common name at the office . “A man had been badly injured by a hit-and-run car. Before he went in a comma, he gave out your number. Right now the doctors are working on him. You will have to wait for some minutes before they are through.” she added.

Waiting there for not less than an hour looked like a whole year to me. So many questions waited for answers. Luckily, after an hour or so of waiting, I was now allowed to see the patient. I was directed to the room and beside him, there was a doctor.

Words alone cannot express what I felt. The body was full of bandages and he lay on the bed unconsciously. Unknowingly, I couldn’t control a scream after seeing him. The accident was terrible! I moved closer to get the intensity of the injuries. His face was halfway covered with bandages. To my surprise, it wasn’t Bryan!… don’t miss the next episode…just follow…. let me know your take on this through the comments. Also read life at the village?…..and…The girl who wished to be a bird.

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A teenager gives birth to triplets – ciscasquapro

Just recently, an NGO gave alarming data on numbers of teenage girls expecting to give birth soon. According to Citizen TV, this young girl gave birth to triplets. Guess who is responsible…a 13 year old boy..where are we heading to..what does law say about such incidents…