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Thursday, April 5, 2012

Baby Sister

When I was four years old, my youngest sister was born. I was so excited by the newest addition, that I exclaimed "Mtoto wetu ni mbrown na mzungu!" before I even saw her. I'm not really sure how to express this phrase in English, so I will let it stay like that. I have tried to rephrase it in the poem below (I wrote it for my creative writing class), but if you understand Kiswahili, then you are sure to enjoy the poem even more. The poem is dedicated to my lovely sister, who blessed my life when she was born, and continues to do so right to this very moment. I love you Precious!

I dreamed of you:
brown skin—
almost white.
A baby sister.

I waited for you
My ear on mama’s stomach
Feeling for a kick
And if I was lucky
maybe your heartbeat.

I saw you:
mama in the old creamy Opel
you on her lap.
Beautiful brown skin—
almost white!

Now 17 years old...but still my baby sister!


  1. thanks big sis. I looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove you so much you can't imagine.

  2. We all loooove Pretty Precious! beautiful piece :-)