On a lighter note............. A
young Kikuyu boy goes off to
University of Nairobi from Muranga,
but about 1/3 of the way Through
the semester, he has foolishly
squandered away all of the money
his parents gave him. Then he gets
an idea. He calls his daddy. "Dad,"
he says, "you won't believe the
wonders that modern education are
coming up with! Why ? they actually
have a program here at college that
will teach our dog Njamba how to
talk!" "That's absolutely amazing,"
his father says. "How do I get him in
that program?" "Just send him
down here with Ksh.5,000" the boy
says. "I'll get him into the course."
So, his father sends the dog and
the Ksh.5,000.. About 2/3 way
through the semester, the money
runs out. The boy calls his father
again. "So how's Njamba doing,
son," his father asks. "Awesome,
Dad, he's talking up a storm," he
says, "but you just won't believe
this - they've had such good results
with this program that they've
implemented a new one to teach
the animals how to READ!"
"READ," says his father, "No
kidding! What do I have to do to
get him in that program? " Just
send Ksh.15,000.., I'll get him in the
class." His father sends the money.
The boy now has a problem. At the
end of the year, his father will find
out that the dog can neither talk,
nor read. So he slits off the dogs
throat (Mungiki style). When he
gets home at the end of the
semester, his father is all excited.
"Where's Njamba? I just can't wait
to see him talk and read
something!" "Dad," the boy says, "I
have some grim news. Yesterday
morning, just before we left for
Nyamakima to catch our matatu
home, Njamba was in the room
kicking back in the recliner, reading
the standard newspaper, like he
usually does. Then he turned to me
and asked, ' Kamau, when can I get
my vote so that I can vote for ODM?
The father says, "I hope you slit the
throat of that son of a b…. before
he votes for ODM "I sure did, Dad!"
"That's my boy!"HAHAHAHAHAHA
young Kikuyu boy goes off to
University of Nairobi from Muranga,
but about 1/3 of the way Through
the semester, he has foolishly
squandered away all of the money
his parents gave him. Then he gets
an idea. He calls his daddy. "Dad,"
he says, "you won't believe the
wonders that modern education are
coming up with! Why ? they actually
have a program here at college that
will teach our dog Njamba how to
talk!" "That's absolutely amazing,"
his father says. "How do I get him in
that program?" "Just send him
down here with Ksh.5,000" the boy
says. "I'll get him into the course."
So, his father sends the dog and
the Ksh.5,000.. About 2/3 way
through the semester, the money
runs out. The boy calls his father
again. "So how's Njamba doing,
son," his father asks. "Awesome,
Dad, he's talking up a storm," he
says, "but you just won't believe
this - they've had such good results
with this program that they've
implemented a new one to teach
the animals how to READ!"
"READ," says his father, "No
kidding! What do I have to do to
get him in that program? " Just
send Ksh.15,000.., I'll get him in the
class." His father sends the money.
The boy now has a problem. At the
end of the year, his father will find
out that the dog can neither talk,
nor read. So he slits off the dogs
throat (Mungiki style). When he
gets home at the end of the
semester, his father is all excited.
"Where's Njamba? I just can't wait
to see him talk and read
something!" "Dad," the boy says, "I
have some grim news. Yesterday
morning, just before we left for
Nyamakima to catch our matatu
home, Njamba was in the room
kicking back in the recliner, reading
the standard newspaper, like he
usually does. Then he turned to me
and asked, ' Kamau, when can I get
my vote so that I can vote for ODM?
The father says, "I hope you slit the
throat of that son of a b…. before
he votes for ODM "I sure did, Dad!"
"That's my boy!"HAHAHAHAHAHA
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