Majority of us who were born when we were struggling with multiparty
issues don’t know anything about parental affection. ILLUSTRATION|
JOSEPH NGARI
Majority of us who were born when we were struggling with multiparty issues don’t know anything about parental affection.
You
take your first breathe and the first thing you sense is a smiling
face staring at you, probably because of the immense relief that marks
the end of nine months’ hostage.
The
smiling face belongs to your mother, who is gingerly holding you in her
arms. You lie there, wishing she would kiss you and gently talk to you,
tell you that she loves you, and then welcome you to this hotbed of
everything, the Kenya everyone has been talking about, including Donald
Tramp.
She doesn’t say anything
though. You wait for her to kiss you on the forehead and tell you, “I
love you son”, but she doesn’t. At least she is still holding you and
smiling, and you hope that she will always have this smile whenever she
looks at you. You wish you could smile back, but you can’t.
She
still has not kissed you on the forehead, this utmost sign of affection
between a parent and child. You tell yourself that she has forgotten,
that when she finally plucks herself from the joy of having you, she
will lean over you and kiss your forehead. She finally stops smiling and
reaches for her phone.
She calls someone and simply says, “It’s a boy”, and then hangs up. Whoever heard of a phone call that lasts three seconds?
The
call was to the man you will call daddy. They don’t talk much, these
two. With time, you will come to learn that it is a crime to object to
anything he says, even when you disagree with him.
You simply say yes and move on because he is the one that pays your school fees.
SMILEY FACES
You
fall asleep on your mother’s chest, and when you wake up, you are at
home. You sense smiley faces – your father is there, and he is trying so
hard to smile, and you immediately sense that smiling is not his thing.
This
might be the last smile you’ll get from him. Nobody has kissed your
forehead until now, never mind that it is all you need right now, but
nobody cares.
You know that it is now
or never, that if you don’t get this much-awaited for affection now,
you will never get it. Days pass by, but there’s no kiss on the
forehead. Could it be that it is too western a gesture? With time, you
realise that everyone, including your parents, is too busy looking for
money to kiss or hug you, after all, affection never fed anyone.
This
is for all of you raising children in this era of hashtags. Love and
show them affection, paying school fees is not enough. Your kids need
your attention, they need to spend time with you, and no, that annual
trip to the Coast is not enough.
And
please kiss them on the forehead, and listen to them too. Patiently
listen to them, otherwise they will go seek information from other
people, people that will mislead them. Spare an hour everyday, however
busy your schedule is, and not just to show them homework.
I
will tell you this for free, the best gift you can give your children
is time. By the time that spoon-fed boy in your estate shows up in your
daughter’s life and promises her everlasting love, she will have already
known what love is, and will see through his sweet nothings.
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