It is difficult to think of how the
"kayayo" cope with womanhood; or is it motherhood? One of the pillars of every
society is continuity realized through procreation. And because the kayayo is
as human as we are, she has the feelings that we have for procreation; the
feeling to touch and be touched. That is not funny, is it? If you see little ones strapped at her back,
do not chastise her, she too has feelings; for she is like you. Her problem,
unlike you, is that, she has limited places where she can release those
feelings: so the tendency is that, she releases it anytime a “good” chance
shows its head. And her agony becomes unbelievable when she has to chase cars
around town with a protruding stomach which habours another ambassador of
poverty. And when the ambassador finally arrives after the ninth month of her
‘unfortunate’ existence, “wahala.”
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| DOUBLE-DECKED KAYAYO |
If she were you the child would be left in
the charge of a responsible nanny; her child is left with a nanny anyway. If
she were you, her child would grow in school; hers grow in the streets. If she
were you her child could enjoy the little pleasures of family life; her child
endures the hardships of the street. Your child could dream of becoming the
world’s best; her child grows from a mugger into something bigger.
Where is the man who pumped air
into her stomach to produce the next group of "kayayo"? He is probably at another
corner of the same city pushing something that is bigger than him.
Monkeys play
by sizes, is that what they say? Who
cares whether Awisanga thinks he is not responsible or not for the girls
pregnancy because
the other day he saw her creeping out of Asampana’s cubicle?What
happens then when both Awisanga and Asampana claim the ambassador
belongs
to them? So the ambassador is introduced into the world of struggles
with a
"kayayo" mother but no father or multiple fathers.
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| KAYAYEI KIDS TAKE IT EASY WITH NANNY |
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