FROM NGONG TO THE WORLD


By: Natalie Wambui
nuggetswithnatalie2020@gmail.com

Worth Noting:

  • The beautiful Ngong hills gave us the perfect view and especially for my mother having come from a mountainous village. I was an only child and mum was single. She dedicated her whole life into taking care of me, protecting me and identifying my talents. The best gift God ever gave me, mother. I went to school because that is what children do. We learnt both English and Swahili. Learned numbers, spelling and colouring.
  • During our breaks we played football, rounders and netball. Saturday’s mother took me out for swimming and my instructors were simply the best. Sundays were for church and a lunch treat at some local restaurants. I would have fries, sausages and chicken which I would wash down with a cold fanta!

What would you ask for if the world itself was yours? How much would you care for a golden penny on a mound of silver? If you had a choice, tell me how much it costs to choose care over capacity, calm over chaos and character over customs?  Age is irrelevant. Wherever you are in your journey is a starting point. Whoever or whatever it is you’re chasing, slow down. Realize there is no race. Whether you are young or old, if you never stop seeking then you will never cease to be amazed by what you might find. Every point is a starting point.

The sage, after travelling half of his life and being an advisor of the king, retired and prayed, preparing to stand before God. But still he communicated with students, who were allowed to ask him the trickiest questions. So, he was asked:

  • Why does the creator not let people make a paradise on this earth during their lifetime?
  • If they could, they would do it,- was his answer. But his student continued asking:
  • It comes so that people cannot be better? But it’s all in God’s hands, isn’t it? And He wishes His children to have joy in Him. How can it be? The sage looked at him, smiled and asked:
  • Do you want to say that God can do nothing with us and asks us to give Him advice? The student bowed his head silently. The sage said: Isn’t it better to start from your own? Do not think about people too much, remember about yourself. Everyone will have to answer for his or her own.

As a little girl going to school and playing was what my life revolved around. I grew up in a small town called Ngong in the outskirts of Nairobi. Ngong was a good place. It had the rural-urban feeling. Modern buildings but also rural set up. Most residents kept domestic animals like cows, goats, chicken etc. It was normal for me to be chased by cows or cows to chase after me on my way to and from school. The weather was fairly good for the most part of the year save for the July cold.

The beautiful Ngong hills gave us the perfect view and especially for my mother having come from a mountainous village. I was an only child and mum was single. She dedicated her whole life into taking care of me, protecting me and identifying my talents. The best gift God ever gave me, mother.  I went to school because that is what children do. We learnt both English and Swahili. Learned numbers, spelling and colouring.

During our breaks we played football, rounders and netball. Saturday’s mother took me out for swimming and my instructors were simply the best. Sundays were for church and a lunch treat at some local restaurants. I would have fries, sausages and chicken which I would wash down with a cold fanta!

Then I turned eight, and gradually things started changing. Mother began to notice my key interest in poetry and writing. That came with a bit of responsibility from my end. I needed to be serious with it. Mother would share my written work with all her friends and my teachers. She encouraged me to take part in poetry competitions.

I took up the challenge and as fate would have it, a new talent was discovered, oratory skills. I loved to speak and to inspire. I loved to be in front of crowds. Yes, that was me. I began to pay more attention, to listen, to learn and to engage. This grew my confidence to a whole new level and gave my mum the affirmation she needed that indeed she was setting me up in the right direction. Before the end of that year, my poetry had been published. Unbelievable! At only eight. It was both exciting and scary.

I knew that this would inspire so many children. It would open up their minds to a world of possibilities. It would help them realize that they were born for something more. That they were unique, that they mattered, that they had a voice, that they were simply enough. This would give many children hope, encouragement, affirmation and confidence. I was just a little girl growing up in Ngong and if I could do this, anyone could. For parents, this was going to affirm them. They are all their children need for support, motivation, affirmation and guidance. It was going to help all parents know that their children were treasures and with some bit of polishing, their sparkle would shine brighter. A big encouragement to single mothers to not beat themselves down but rather pick up their pieces and make lemonade out of lemons.

On the other hand, this was scary. I was only eight. Here I was, cast into the limelight. The media was on me and suddenly it was everyone’s business. I needed to grow up quickly. I needed to be responsible, accountable and relational. How was I supposed to live upto all these expectations as an eight-year-old? What about my childhood? My friends? My play-mates? How was this going to affect my life in school? My studies? My co-curricular activities? Where would the little girl in me go when she needed to be herself?

I was nervous, scared and confused. The future was beginning to feel more uncertain. I was eager to see how things would unfold. I hardly knew what I had gotten myself into. But one thing I knew for sure was that I was not alone. I had God on one hand and mother on the other hand. With those two, I would be more than a conqueror. A conqueror from the small town of Ngong in Kenya ready to take over the big wide world. And from then on, I began my journey from Ngong to the World!

Natalie is an award-winning author and speaker. She is currently in ninth grade trying to find her balance in life, studies, talent and much more. Kindly follow her social media platforms. Facebook: Natalie Wambui. Youtube: Natalie Wambui. Email: nuggetswithnatalie2020@gmail.com

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