ODE TO THE AFRICAN MOTHER

 

One thing is for sure African mothers are the real superwomen and the wonder women out there in the world. It is easy to take them for granted because they make things look so effortless but the common African mother is able

 to perform tasks that a nuclear powered station has nothing on her. Let’s take an example of ‘Mama Nani’; she wakes up before the crack of dawn to catch up on her part time studies, maybe talk to her maker through the morning devotion and then makes sure her children’s school things are in order. When the official African time keeper, the cock, begins to clear its throat to crow that’s when she heads to the kitchen to prepare breakfast; mind you she is doing all this with a smile on her face while humming her favorite song. As the sun lazily embraces the sky with its glorious rays she goes to wake her children who put up a spirited fight but she eventually wins, she makes sure that they bath, dress in their school attires and eat breakfast. To every African Mother breakfast is the most important meal of the day and there is no excuse in the world that can make you miss it, even Baba Nani acknowledges this as he devours the breakfast that she prepares. Mama Nani makes sure that her children’s lunch is packed and their school diaries are signed to acknowledge that they have completed the homework she helped them finish the previous night. She takes them to the bus stop as she tells them stories or attends to their never ending questions as they wait for the school bus; eventually it comes and they reluctantly say their goodbyes. She heads back to her house where she makes sure the utensils used by her family are clean and her house is in order. After all that, she prepares herself to go to her work where she will arrive all in good time.

Her day is filled with the stress and the intricacies of her work and in the evening she heads home tired only to find her little ones all dirty from their playful nature. Simiyu in particular has turned his white shirt to an unrecognizable brown with stains of all manner but all that is just piece of cake for her. She makes sure her children have bathed and taken their afternoon snack as she helps them do their assignment especially the hard mathematics which they are finding difficult to crack. Finally they are done, she encourages them to go watch television or go out and play as she heads out to her royal kingdom, the kitchen. African mothers cook the most delicious mouthwatering dinners ever; Mama Kariuki for example cooks the best Chapatis ever, no debate.

Mama Nani cooks a wonderful meal fit for kings and as soon as she is done the sweet aroma beckons everyone to the dining table. As soon the customary prayers are led the whole family mercilessly devours the meal as they shower her with compliments. Later on she tucks her children in bed with a story and makes sure her house is in order. She is always the last to go to bed and the first to wake; surely she is the epitome of the term Super woman.

When it comes to discipline the disciplinarian-in-chief is the African mother. Sometimes she didn’t have to give you the traditional beating; all she had to do was to give you that look, especially in public. That look had all the power to make you stop all present or future nonsense. African mothers disciplined us out of pure love and for that we acknowledge and love them.

                                                                    MWANIKI EMMANUEL

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