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THE HAIRPOLITAN MAGAZINE VOL 6 MAY 2017

Celebrating Mothers

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RAISE<br />

THROWING<br />

BACK WITH<br />

MRS. MBAE<br />

by Karimi Kagwe<br />

I love the month of May. Every year my family joins<br />

the rest of the world in celebrating our mum, Mrs<br />

Margaret Mbae, on Mother‘s day. Mum was also<br />

born in May! So we have two wonderful reasons to<br />

reflect on the special gift that she is.<br />

Our time together, was punctuated with lots of<br />

laughter as mum regaled me with tales of her<br />

upbringing. She is the fifth born in a family of nine<br />

children and she has seven brothers and one sister.<br />

In their younger years, she and her sister were<br />

responsible for most of the household chores. The<br />

chores included fetching water, cleaning the house,<br />

cooking meals, and laundering clothes for all the<br />

children. “I remember washing the khaki school<br />

uniforms. They were really hard and difficult to scrub<br />

clean, ’’ she recalls. These clothes were vigorously<br />

washed on a stone at the village well on weekends.<br />

The villagers would meet to wash their clothes, fetch<br />

water and take a bath. Surprisingly, the well water<br />

Mwende Mbae (Sister), Karimi Kagwe, Nimrod Mbae<br />

(Dad), Margaret Mbae (Mum) & Muthoni Ngari (Sister).<br />

was clean enough to do the afore mentioned tasks,<br />

plus for drinking and household use.<br />

I was shocked to find out that, during those days,<br />

there was no playtime. Children were to be seen<br />

and not heard, especially when there were visitors.<br />

However, mum and her siblings still found creative<br />

ways to play their games yet still attend to their<br />

daily chores. Cleverly, this only happened when their<br />

parents were away. Nowadays, children have rights<br />

and entitlements to play and leisure.<br />

“There were no televisions or smartphones. We<br />

“<br />

WE GREW UP IN A<br />

HAPPY HOME AND<br />

NEVER FELT LIKE<br />

WE MISSED OUT ON<br />

ANYTHING<br />

“<br />

Credit to Pixell8 Photography.<br />

would occupy ourselves with games of our own<br />

creation. We didn’t feel like we were poor or needy;<br />

we grew up in a happy home and never felt like we<br />

missed out on anything. My mum was a great story<br />

teller and would, whenever time allowed, tell us<br />

interesting stories which I remember to this day,”<br />

Mum expounds.<br />

There were advantages of being born into a large<br />

family, which came to be seen in the sharing out of<br />

duties. Her parents hired extra hands to work in the<br />

garden, but only as support staff. The children would<br />

all work together and be given rows of coffee for<br />

weeding, spraying insecticide and pruning. “Parents<br />

do not give children responsibilities as they used to<br />

like in our time,” Mum notes. Later, in her teenage<br />

years she went to a boarding high school while most<br />

of her siblings at that time were in a day school.<br />

“When I returned from boarding school it felt like<br />

payback time as I had to do all the chores because I<br />

had been away, it was my time to do the work!’’ she<br />

quips.<br />

In the coffee-picking season, they would at times be<br />

at the coffee factory late into the night. When they<br />

would return home, the boys would help to fetch<br />

water because of the lateness of the hour. They<br />

would then work together to cook the large ugali<br />

(a dish made from maizemeal). If a chicken were to<br />

be cooked for their large family, it would be just<br />

enough. Every morsel would be cooked, eaten and<br />

the nice pieces belonged to the grown ups. “To this<br />

day, I don’t like to eat the drumsticks because I grew<br />

up knowing that the two pieces belonged to my<br />

parents!” Mum shares.<br />

When the holidays came along, her mother would<br />

send the girls to a family friend’s home. They would<br />

be sent bearing gifts from the garden. However,<br />

because the destination was quite a distance<br />

away, they would spend the night at the home and<br />

return the next day. It was safer for children to walk<br />

unaccompanied, as there were no kidnapping cases.<br />

I note that this is in stark contrast to modern times.<br />

I ask her what her views are on the differences<br />

between raising children, then and now. She talks<br />

about smart phones being accessible to very young<br />

children; and if not monitored, it can lead to unwanted<br />

exposure to pornography and other societal vices.<br />

Mum highlights that even in the slum areas children<br />

can pay as little as Kes. 5/= to watch whatever they<br />

want as they are mostly on their own. “Nowadays we<br />

find both parents working and coming home late.<br />

They do not have as much influence on their children<br />

who are being raised by the media, the house helps<br />

and peers in school.”<br />

We wind down the interview with her remembering<br />

how they went to boarding school later in life. While,<br />

in this day & age, Mum’s heard of children being sent<br />

off when they are still very young. She feels it takes<br />

something away form the parent-child relationship.<br />

“Once they become teenagers it is harder to form a<br />

bond,” she adds.<br />

I’ve enjoyed listening to my mother sharing about<br />

her childhood but all she had to say couldn’t fit in<br />

this article. I left, deep in thought considering the<br />

demanding parenting journey ahead. There is truly a<br />

lot we can learn from the past.<br />

Mum later went on to work for decades in the<br />

education sector and is now retired. She now spends<br />

some of her time as a director at Koinoinia Education<br />

Centre.<br />

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