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A Carribean Christmas

This year i have been been blessed to experience just the very thing most Of us would only dream of a Carribean Christmas! What's so different you would ask Well while you experience rain back at home and freezing cold in Europe (nahuko kwingine kwenye u snow) it's sunshine up here or is it Down here. I have lived to only know two kind of Christmases. Ya wazungu and an African Christmas. I am particularly familiar with a Christmas where it's all about the Number of chicken, goats at times a cow or two that face the knife on this big day. Mtura, Chapos are something not to miss in the mix, kachumbari ya pilipili, coka cola well And for those others of us who believe that KBL was just God sent a few crates of tuskers. Huku jana most of the stores were full, last minute Christmas rush. I guess thats Common everywhere. What fascinated me is that we were all rushing to go buy ham (mguu ya ngurue, na si yote) about 2kgs. Hio ngurue inatoka about ksh. 8,000 and that is Carribean Christmas special. You can never have Christmas with out having a Christmas ham. So what happens is that tunachemsha hio ngurue kama chemsha in a big pot and Vualla there we have it Christmas ham. Next everyone works very hard on Christmas Eve redoing there homes. Cleaning, painting, vacuuming, dusting hey you also have to buy new curtains for Christmas! Then there was the cakes that have to be baked. Three, four cakes it doesn't matter how many people are there in that house hata kama ni wawili. Greens here are very expensive 'njogo' (kyuk) 'nzoo' (kao) or what they call pegion peas cost about ksh. 400 for 1kg, cabbage ile ya 30 bob goes for about ksh 180 or ksh 200 there about. Basically people eat more of white meat more than anything else. Greens wachia masonko. Looking at things i couldn't notice how God balances equestions. Truelly ones mans meat is another man's poison. Vile masos ndio ukula nyama back home and most of us kaka sunguras in the making. As i wait to eat ham and cake tomorrow and may be in the following few days and yes cruise to nearby Islands and a swim in the Atlantic ocean and while you also do what will make you happy this Christmas. Should it be the buzz, the food, shaggz,visiting around the world, visiting family and friends ama kuamua tu kujiachilia one thing for sure. Jesus is the main reason for the season. It's not about the mtura or the cake or the amount of beer or how far you travel. It is all about Jesus being born for your sake and my sake. Let's make him the birthday boy and not us. MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL AND A VERY HAPPY 2015!

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