Working at Kenya Seed Company Kitale

Abba

Abba

Elder Lister
I happened to have been asked a question by mwalimu which prompted me to write this true hekaya ...

Most of my life time beautiful memories I built in my youth life was in Kitale . Kitale is a very interesting place. It can be your friend or punish you with hurtful memories if you dont dance well. This is my story:

Mwalimu-G said:
Hiyo rahisi gunia kubwa si ni 50 kg na kama ingekuwa Cereals 90 kg?
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No no no I worked with a team ya kubeba 90kg. The big gunia ya 90kg (from selected few seed planting farmers) had to be taken to factory to be medicated and to be repackaged into 2kg, 5kg,12kg,20kg and 50kg. So we were the crew recieving those 90kg from seed farmers.

Tulikuwa tunabeba kwa mgongo mpaka juu ya stack. I worked there for 2 weeks hapo kitale as I was living with my sister (married to one of @uwesmake cousins). The reason why I fled to Kitale was because I had a big fight with mzee. I couldn't stand his presence. I was being prepared to be the next wanga king but this did not resonate well with my family members. I was eyeing to be the youngest MP. Mzee had other plans for me.We ended up arguing and I fled ...

Next thing simu ilipigwa mwitoti ati navuta bangi na wrong group wa kubeba mahindi ...kidogo nikapelekwa NYS 1 year , kidogo abroad. When working at Kenya seed, I learnt alot from those humble guys doing that job. I remember seeing one of the guys called Willace die because as they put mahindi on his shoulders ,he lost balance and went down smashing his head on the concrete floor. Since that day I started thinking twice about my life.

We had to smoke weed to psyche ourselves upon the heavy task ahead . Usitake kujua the amount of food we ate afterwards. It was a dangerous job . Not the chemicals you inhale , not the rampant verbal abuses , not the bullying and not the vulgar language thrown around ... but amidst all these they were good people .

I went back to kitale in early 2000 to check on those crews since it had been 13 years since I saw them last. Of the 30 people i worked with only 3 were alive. Some died of cancer, others ulevi, others road accidents and others complications related to the physical pain we had to endure carrying those sacks. That was the toughest job I ever did .
 
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Liberty

Liberty

Elder Lister
I used to walk from Kipsaina to Kitale town and back by foot. 1990s, selling old used text books,

Sold milk too, @5 bob per cup, and to KCC via tractor.

We built our first parish in the 80s called St. Patricks,

My confirmation was at St. Mary Emaculate Church those years

I remember a school uniform called Mensuria them days
 
Abba

Abba

Elder Lister
Liberty said:
I used to walk from Kipsaina to Kitale town and back by foot. 1990s, selling old used text books,

Sold milk too, @5 bob per cup, and to KCC via tractor.

We built our first parish in the 80s called St. Patricks,

My confirmation was at St. Mary Emaculate Church them years

I remember a school uniform called Mensuria them days
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I know this is the wrong thing to tell you pastor but they had one of the best village girls . Their legs had a very big mazikwembe!!!

Boy during sex, if they locked you with their legs hautatoka until they climaxed. Even if your weewee was dead after cumming, ungesuguliwa till you get blisters until she cums.. don't forget that she is below you and you are ontop of her yet she vibrates like cherahani....😁😁😁😁
 
Liberty

Liberty

Elder Lister
Abba said:
I know this is the wrong thing to tell you pastor but they had one of the best village girls . Their legs had a very big mazikwembe!!! Boy during sex, if they locked you with their legs hautatoka until they climaxed. Even if your weewee was dead after cumming, ungesuguliwa till you get blisters until she cums.. don't forget that she is below you and you are ontop yet she vibrates like cherahani....😁😁😁😁
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🤣🤣🤣I had a luhya friend from Saboti, a gel, she really loved me. We used to go to church together every Sunday, ... but tulipoteleana hivyo, no emails, no cell phones at that time...
 
JazzMan

JazzMan

Elder Lister
Liberty said:
I used to walk from Kipsaina to Kitale town and back by foot. 1990s, selling old used text books,

Sold milk too, @5 bob per cup, and to KCC via tractor.

We built our first parish in the 80s called St. Patricks,

My confirmation was at St. Mary Emaculate Church those years

I remember a school uniform called Mensuria them days
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Umenikumbusha Webuye, walking from Pan Paper all the way to Park Villa in the rain and lightning that looks like it's going to strike you next.
 
upepo

upepo

Elder Lister
I had a friend who used to work in those cereals warehouses where they stack gunias to the roof. He used to tell me that he would fall sick if he went for a day without ferrying those gunias. On Sundays and public holidays, he would make arrangements with guards to access the stores just to lift a few bags.
 
Abba

Abba

Elder Lister
upepo said:
I had a friend who used to work in those cereals warehouses where they stack gunias to the roof. He used to tell me that he would fall sick if he went for a day without ferrying those gunias. On Sundays and public holidays, he would make arrangements with guards to access the stores just to lift a few bags.
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We were so used to beba those gunia on our back till there was a guy we used to call "Marakweti", he would wake up at night from his dreams thinking that he is at work na mara moja angerokota his wife from bed and carry her akishout " Uwa uwa" (slogan we used to say to keep us going ) after two steps angerealize it's his wife not gunia ya mahindi. He would gently lay her back kwa bed.

So this happened twice every week .. later it was understood that the wife ceased sleeping on the same bed with him . He was too much . The job would make you mental my brother. I'm happy mzee relaxed his stand na akanitupa NYS.
 
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