I was so excited it was Christmas, I had no particular reason for this but the new clothes were quite something I loved about Christmas and the mingling too, how can I forget all the nice food and now for the first time I was allowed to go out at night and join the other boys in singing "kîrîthimathi".
    "Kîrîthimathi" was this cool thing for boys, they'd join in groups and go sing Christmas carols for the villagers at their homes and the villagers would pay the boys. I had been fantasizing the whole day how rich I'd be after singing "kîrîthimathi" that night, I'd buy candy and balloons to compliment my new clothes that way kûi (she was my first crush) would fall for me, I would be so cool, I imagined how I'd go and watch two movies_ not one but two dj Afro movies.
      I actually took a loan from my big brother who I'll call Hitler because he'd kill me in cold blood if I didn't pay him early next morning, I assured him I'd pay him with interest after "kîrîthimathi" actually for me it was not a loan but just a mere advance I was guaranteed I'd be rich the next morning. I actually carefully wrote a letter to kûi I'd send her little brother to deliver the mail and I'd pay him that way he'd also weigh in on my love for her, who hates a rich brother in law.
     No sooner had the sun sunk in the western horizon than we start organising our group we were about seven of us, dressed heavily with old, dirty coats for the cold and sticks for security, everything was check and kamau became the treasurer while the others were the band to sing "kîrîthimathi" we set out the rules; we'd share the money equally and we'd thank everyone who would or would not give anything, it's Christmas.
   Everything went on well, house after house and they were happy they gave us coins we sang them carols and any other song they'd request, it was so fun we danced and kept clear records in our heads for everything we were given at each house we'd not trust kamau(his name betrays him)
       It is this Christmas that made me realize how good I was in mathematics, I'd count every penny then divide it by seven and I had the exact amount I'd take home.
       Hell broke loose........  we were about past fifteen homes and things were so cool, my small mathematics told me by now I'd be kes250 richer, I had never owned so much money before, the most I ever played with was kes20 and now this was a dream come true, owning all that money at the age of nine years would be a big deal until we were ambushed by a group of bigger boys who shouted at us and threw stones in the midst of the blanket of darkness and everyone went their own way I had tried tracing kamau and running his direction to no avail, all I could see were silhouettes of young boys running for their lives in the backdrop of a beautiful dark Christmas night and a beautiful sky covered by a million stars and a tiny Crescent moon how I wish kûi was here to experience this romantic scene in the midst of crushing dreams of joining the rich list, the next thing I saw was a church and I'd join the congregation for a night of Thanksgiving but I cursed everything what would I tell my Hitler of a brother what about kûi I was cursed I tried to pray and tell God to let kamau come and pay me my share but I swallowed the bitter truth that I had just missed a chance of being filthy rich it's a pity I still blame that incident to-date for not being rich it would have changed my life forever... you guys have a merry Christmas and a great new year I love you.....  #teammaina