Virgy's World
Monday, 29 April 2013
DON'T EXPECT ME TO FIGHT
I will vote for you sir,
but if you lose,
don't expect me to fight like I did last time.
I learnt my lesson,
I lost my brother,
I lost my sister,
my mother,
my father,
my bestfriends,
my neighbours,
And where were you????
In the comfort of you big mansion,
watchingme on television,
sitted in the best position,
to watch the destruction,
it caused some intresting distraction,
to the monotony of boring news and information.
While I slept hungry
and my son died of pneumonia,
cuz of the cold harsh wind,
cuz I used to sleep outside & I still do,
you laughed and changedthe station,
You had more important things to watch.
Am not stupid when I say,
You corrupted my mind,
fed me with lies,
I believed in you,
You promisedme so much,
And I was stupid enough to believe you,
I fought and hated,
....and for a moment,
my conscience was dead.
I lost it all,
my investments,
myjob, EVERYTHING.
I believed you.
It's different now,
I WILL NOT fight for you,
I WILL NOT allow you to use me,
Let your track record speak for you.
Iwill vote for you sir,
but if you lose,
accept defeat,
don't expect me to fight for you,
Am too busy building my beautiful country.
And oh, losing ain'tthe end of the world sir.
Ever heard of entrepreneurship?
Copyright Virginia Kamau
All Rights Reserved.
18/2/2013
Saturday, 20 April 2013
HE IS IN CONTROL
*He is in control by Virginia Kamau*
Had a conversation with God in the morning,
I told Him all am wanting,
all am needing,
I told Him how I love Him,
how I am so lost without Him,
I told Him my hopes and dreams,
I told Him my hurts and pains,
I opened up to Him,
I was before Him,
... I let Him know how I feel.
I promised to be good,
to not forget little thngs that count alot,
I askd Him to help me,
to guide me,
I asked Him for so much.
I put my trust in Him.
He is my God my friend,
We talk every morning,
every time,
He loves me so much
It's a feeling I wouldn't trade for a anything.
He lets me cry,
lets me weep,
smile.
express myself,
my hidden emotions,
Be me,
He cares and protects,
and guides me,
I am so at peace because,
I know HE IS IN CONTROL.
Had a conversation with God in the morning,
I told Him all am wanting,
all am needing,
I told Him how I love Him,
how I am so lost without Him,
I told Him my hopes and dreams,
I told Him my hurts and pains,
I opened up to Him,
I was before Him,
... I let Him know how I feel.
I promised to be good,
to not forget little thngs that count alot,
I askd Him to help me,
to guide me,
I asked Him for so much.
I put my trust in Him.
He is my God my friend,
We talk every morning,
every time,
He loves me so much
It's a feeling I wouldn't trade for a anything.
He lets me cry,
lets me weep,
smile.
express myself,
my hidden emotions,
Be me,
He cares and protects,
and guides me,
I am so at peace because,
I know HE IS IN CONTROL.
Monday, 15 April 2013
Friday, 5 April 2013
Kenya Model United Nations Experience.
I was priviledged to be one of the many students attending the 12th chapter of the Kenya model united nations in UN Head quaters-Gigiri.
Model United Nations (also Model UN or MUN) is an academic simulation of the United Nations that aims to educate participants about current events, topics in international relations, diplomacy and the United Nations agenda.
The participants role-play as diplomats representing a country or NGO in a simulated session of an (committee) of the United Nations, such as the Security Council or the General Assembly. Participants research a country, take on roles as diplomats, investigate international issues, debate, deliberate, consult, and then develop solutions to world problems. More recently, simulation of other deliberative bodies, such as the United Nations Security Council, has been included in Model United Nations, even if they are completely unrelated to the UN or international affairs as a whole. In general, the participants that the executive panel considers to be most contributing are given awards, such as 'Best Delegate award'
I was assigned the country USA and was in the General assembly Third committee. THe third commitee dealt with the social cultural and humanitarian issues in the world and focused on the countries which are part of the UN. I had to come up with a position paper concerning and a draft resolution and I had to know everything concerning USA in the social cultural and humanitarian field, I felt kind of nervous at first considering it was my first time and i had been assigned such a great country, the super power country, USA but despite that it was very special because all through, we were being reffered to as , Her/his excellency the delegate of of say, USA, Liberia etc. I Got the opportunity to interact with other delegates and it very much harnessed my auditory, confidence and social skills. I also got to view things in a different perspective and learn alot. There was protocol observed and the dressing code had to be official and yes, it was nice. Apart from all that on the last day there were guest speakers among them the secretary general of Red Cross and peter kenneths running mate who happens to be the founder of KenyMUN. It happens annually in very many countries and is open to students, universities such as K.U, Daystar, UON , etc have this as a club in their school and I hope We will soon initiate one inSt.Pauls University.
ALl in all It was a great experience and I learnt alot.
Model United Nations (also Model UN or MUN) is an academic simulation of the United Nations that aims to educate participants about current events, topics in international relations, diplomacy and the United Nations agenda.
The participants role-play as diplomats representing a country or NGO in a simulated session of an (committee) of the United Nations, such as the Security Council or the General Assembly. Participants research a country, take on roles as diplomats, investigate international issues, debate, deliberate, consult, and then develop solutions to world problems. More recently, simulation of other deliberative bodies, such as the United Nations Security Council, has been included in Model United Nations, even if they are completely unrelated to the UN or international affairs as a whole. In general, the participants that the executive panel considers to be most contributing are given awards, such as 'Best Delegate award'
During the conference, participants must employ a variety of communication and critical thinking skills in order to represent the policies of their country. These skills include public speaking, group communication, research, policy analysis, active listening, negotiating, conflict resolution, note taking, and technical writing
I was assigned the country USA and was in the General assembly Third committee. THe third commitee dealt with the social cultural and humanitarian issues in the world and focused on the countries which are part of the UN. I had to come up with a position paper concerning and a draft resolution and I had to know everything concerning USA in the social cultural and humanitarian field, I felt kind of nervous at first considering it was my first time and i had been assigned such a great country, the super power country, USA but despite that it was very special because all through, we were being reffered to as , Her/his excellency the delegate of of say, USA, Liberia etc. I Got the opportunity to interact with other delegates and it very much harnessed my auditory, confidence and social skills. I also got to view things in a different perspective and learn alot. There was protocol observed and the dressing code had to be official and yes, it was nice. Apart from all that on the last day there were guest speakers among them the secretary general of Red Cross and peter kenneths running mate who happens to be the founder of KenyMUN. It happens annually in very many countries and is open to students, universities such as K.U, Daystar, UON , etc have this as a club in their school and I hope We will soon initiate one inSt.Pauls University.
ALl in all It was a great experience and I learnt alot.
Wednesday, 27 February 2013
Even When all Seems Lost
Even when all seems lost,
When you put your trust in God,
When you believe and obey the Lord,
When you desire to be in his presence,
When you want to know HIm more,
And seek Him with al your heart,
whether you are happy or sad,
Whether your day is good or bad,
When you resolve to do HIs will,
When you choose to be good,
To worship HIm to praise HIm,
When you refuse to give up,
ON prayers and reading the Bible,
When like Jacob you beg God to bless you,
And talk to Him all night through,
He eventually will come through for you,
Everything will fall in place,
You will be relaxed Knowing that,
He is in controll,
You will find peace that surpurses al;l understanding,
You will find a friend a Dad,
The Holy Spirit will gude you,
He will show you the way,
Help you make choices, the best in every way,
You will understand,
What this joy people talk about is,
The joy of the Lord,
Will abide in you all through.
YOu will understand what it means,
to read the Bible and hear God,
speaking to you and counselling you,
You will understand what salvation is,
You will be strong and happy,
For He is with you all day.
You will have a reason to smile everyday,
For all your worries will be tsken care of,
by Christ the LOrd
You wil find your purporse,
You will know and understand,
that it is God who rules the world,
who takes care of Universe,
who knows what your future is like,
who changes and guides,
you will know the true meaning of life,
of a fulfilling life,
YOu will be the boy, Girl, Man, Woman,
He created you to be.
My BLack Barbie, Bee Bee
My mum bought me a black barbie doll,
I wanted a white one,
I cried and tried,
to convince her to buy me a white one,
all in vain.
she gave me no reason,
and it remained like that.
I never used to take care of Barbie,
Never used to comb her hair,
Or dress her up,
until one day,
When I looked at her skin,
it was like mine,
her hair,
it was like mine,
she was beautiful,
she was like me,
black in all aspects,
she had brown eyes,
red lips and was curvacious too,
I realised how beautiful she was
and named her BEEBEE,
I started dressing her up,
combing her hair,
and marvelling at her beautiful black skin,
I once heard that,
The darker the berry,
the sweeter is is,
I kept her away from too much sun,
too much rain,
I took care of her,
I was so afraid,
She would start fading
and become white or light brown,
she would no longer be beautiful,
she would lose her originality,
she looked so like me,
but I was prettier,
my skin was darker,
more rich,
more beautiful.
If she could hear,
I wanted to boast,
of how I was more curvacious,
My skin was much richer,
my eyes were bright brown,
I wanted to boast how,
I can work most night and day,
Multitask and still find time to play,
I wanted to boast of how
I can speak my mother toungue
I can sing and dance,
I can dream and accomplish.
I wanted to boast aboutall this,
but she couldnt hear,
she was just but a plastic doll,
A beautiful black plastic barbie doll,
Her name was BEEBEE
I'm grown now,
I'm woman now,
I see now,
What mama tried to teach me in silence,
Why she refused to buy me,
the white barbie,
it taught me much,
am so in-love with myself now,
because I related with BEEBEE back then,
learnt my worth,
realised my beauty,
inside and outside,
I bet they were talking about me when they said,
the darker the berry,
the sweeter it is.
Monday, 11 February 2013
JUST TO REMIND YOU
She did not choose to be sick,
to be admitted in that hospital,
to be in pain that wont go away,
to live a life in that wheel chair.
He did not choose to be blind,
to use that walking stick,
to not see light,
Or the bright morning sun,
and the colours of the rainbow,
the Thika super-highway,
Or the famous Niagra falls.
He did not choose to sleep hungry,
to miss meals,
to see his daughter sleep hungry,
His wife somehow angry,
at the world so unfair,
NO, he didn't choose.
She did not choose to be orphan,
not to have a mum she can make proud,
not to have a daddy she can run to,
if she could,
she could turn back time,
and death would not snatch them from her,
she could talk to angel of death,
convince him to let them live.
She did not choose to get rained on,
to sleep outside on,
verandahs in town,
sha had no option,
the streets are her only home,
She has known all her life,
She would love to sleep in a house,
a place to call home,
Oh yes she would.
He did not choose to be born,
without both hands,
without both feet,
with a condition of the heart,
that makes him hurt,
because he has forever been,
On some medication.
NO, he didn't choose.
He did not choose,
to get an accident,
that left him completely paralysed,
that he can't move or talk,
he can't play or walk,
He can't run or jog,
NO, he didn't choose,
But YOU,
have a house, a home,
You probably have a mum and dad,
what will it take to appreciate them,
and be greatful they are alive??
You have eyes,
You can read a poem,
See sun shine,
See rainbow,
Watch movie,
It's not just ordinary,
It's miracle.
Do you give thanks,
for the little thing you have??
Do you take time to notice,
how blessed you are??
Do you give thanks,
because you have ten fingers???
Someone out there has none,
and don't just assume,
it can't happen to you too.
Do you give thanks because,
you can breath with ease??
Someone out there has been in hospital,
the last 8 months,
WHY?? Because they can't breath,
that biological act you probably take for granted,
Do you thank God because,
you have eye-brows and eye-lashes??
Finger-nails and hair??
Do you realize that someone out there doesn't??
Don't just take it for granted
Be a blessing to those who didn't have a choice,
We are in this journey together,
and
Every day IS a miracle,
This is a reminder,
Never take anything for granted.
to be admitted in that hospital,
to be in pain that wont go away,
to live a life in that wheel chair.
He did not choose to be blind,
to use that walking stick,
to not see light,
Or the bright morning sun,
and the colours of the rainbow,
the Thika super-highway,
Or the famous Niagra falls.
He did not choose to sleep hungry,
to miss meals,
to see his daughter sleep hungry,
His wife somehow angry,
at the world so unfair,
NO, he didn't choose.
She did not choose to be orphan,
not to have a mum she can make proud,
not to have a daddy she can run to,
if she could,
she could turn back time,
and death would not snatch them from her,
she could talk to angel of death,
convince him to let them live.
She did not choose to get rained on,
to sleep outside on,
verandahs in town,
sha had no option,
the streets are her only home,
She has known all her life,
She would love to sleep in a house,
a place to call home,
Oh yes she would.
He did not choose to be born,
without both hands,
without both feet,
with a condition of the heart,
that makes him hurt,
because he has forever been,
On some medication.
NO, he didn't choose.
He did not choose,
to get an accident,
that left him completely paralysed,
that he can't move or talk,
he can't play or walk,
He can't run or jog,
NO, he didn't choose,
But YOU,
have a house, a home,
You probably have a mum and dad,
what will it take to appreciate them,
and be greatful they are alive??
You have eyes,
You can read a poem,
See sun shine,
See rainbow,
Watch movie,
It's not just ordinary,
It's miracle.
Do you give thanks,
for the little thing you have??
Do you take time to notice,
how blessed you are??
Do you give thanks,
because you have ten fingers???
Someone out there has none,
and don't just assume,
it can't happen to you too.
Do you give thanks because,
you can breath with ease??
Someone out there has been in hospital,
the last 8 months,
WHY?? Because they can't breath,
that biological act you probably take for granted,
Do you thank God because,
you have eye-brows and eye-lashes??
Finger-nails and hair??
Do you realize that someone out there doesn't??
Don't just take it for granted
Be a blessing to those who didn't have a choice,
We are in this journey together,
and
Every day IS a miracle,
This is a reminder,
Never take anything for granted.
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