Your boys were created so they can restore your faith
in humanity or the male species in general. If you have started going down the
cynical path and you are afraid of turning into a bitter 4o year old spinster
with nothing good to say about anything apart from complaining about the cost
of bread these days and how much Safaricom is stealing from you everyday.
I come from a family where the ratio of boys to girls
is 3:1. Off the top of my head I just counted 13. What that means is I have
been in the company of boys most of my life until that time it becomes awkward,
coz they are not blood brothers, though it shouldn’t, but boundaries in society make it so, so we end up missing out on important human interaction.
“Boys shouldn’t shell peas.”
Right.
“Girls should not go into cinema halls to watch DJ
Afro films.”
WHHHYYYYYYYY?
Anyhow.
My boy cousins are
my buddies and we have the most laughs with them and their friends
become my friends too.
I guess that is
why I am comfortable around members of
that race especially if they fall under the same age as my little cousins, who
are not so little anymore.
Your boys are important. If they understand they are
your boys, and nothing more.
Thy are important because, even when anyone else in the world does not believe in you, and even when you have stopped believing in yourself,they are right there, cheering you on.
Thy are important because, even when anyone else in the world does not believe in you, and even when you have stopped believing in yourself,they are right there, cheering you on.
You start to talk about the Chrysler you are going to
buy and they take up the story, and send you pictures of the different colors available
and you know what that does to your self esteem?
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My boy friends are not surprised to receive phone
calls from me, close to tears when my desktop has shut down. Regardless of
whether they know about computers or not,they will come and fix it.
In standard seven, primary school, there was a big
scandal that might have had me beaten up by some classmates but my boys
protected me. Three of my boys ganged up with some other mean looking boys and
sorted the whole affair for me and for the rest of primary school, my bffs were
three boys.
In college, my boys prevented me from going into
depression when I couldn’t find accommodation in the no-Africans Condos, unless
you were a non-black African.
God.
So my boys said, no matter, we’ll just pile up into one room and leave you the other one Cici. And then we all went for a ride.
Your boys must be treasured, you don't take them for granted. You give them good advice and once in a while the outcome is positive then you know this is working.
God.
So my boys said, no matter, we’ll just pile up into one room and leave you the other one Cici. And then we all went for a ride.
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Your boys must be treasured, you don't take them for granted. You give them good advice and once in a while the outcome is positive then you know this is working.