MY AFRICAN DIARIES

EPISODE ONE

Now most people who would write about their life would begin with them sitting down in front of a laptop or computer,sipping on a nice cup of coffee or tea preferably if you are too English like me, as the words flow from man to page but inthis case it's different.
It's late at night and I get this spark of genius which leads to me getting out my phone finding this a wonderful ignition and typing away the idea that has sprouted which leads me to telling  you about life in Mother Africa I know most African countries will relate to during the pandemic.

Let's begin with a daily dose of chores, yes we all wake up to find we must do certain chores and since it's been a lockdown over here no one is exceptional well except parents ( utterly lucky ), there are the dishes
mopping the house where most houses over here require you to use a local mopper which maybe a used up cotton cloth or towel ( cotton does dry well) with a bucket of water and you have to soak it in water till it's drenched then pass it on the exposed cemented floor or tiles then put it back in the bucket, rinse and then the now wet exposed floor,you repeat the process till all the exposed floor is done, well dried and all the hard work gives you a great load of exercise making the gym look like a toddler.Then there are other chores to do which will be done in time.

Then comes the part where we have to prepare lunch or supper or breakfast but ever since the lockdown, every meal you eat is because you are hungry not lunch or supper.It has always been rare finding an African house with weekly groceries so there is a budget every day for the meals of the day hence the need for daily groceries luckily there are small shops for that which will sell small portions you need to help you through the day.
And with this, that's how I intend on narrating in Mother Africa through my fairy entries and I pray it will be insightful to everyone. Till next time.