When it comes to sexual harassment

I think I already wrote about being insulted by some male workers at the mall am working at. Well, I forgot to mention that I tweeted at their head office and I think they were sent a mail.
The problem is that the same guy who was standing by as his colleague made remarks of how he wants to have sex with me and how I should be put in my right place is the same guy who was given the role of asking me what had happened. I never felt more insulted.

Apart from that, a meeting was called for all girls including me and the issue being addressed is how I shouldn’t have settled for social media because it is public. Furthermore, they said anybody found using a phone in the mall, would have to do without a phone for a few weeks.  I still don’t know on what grounds they want to take the phone away.
Shamelessly one guy had even the guts of saying if I went to school I would have gone and reported to the manager..
I was kind enough to tell him to keep yapping simply because I didn’t have any evidence on him. I also stated that I was in no way sorry for sending the tweet ( and asking my good cousin to retweet it for me).
I felt like the entire day I was being picked on simply because I had not kept quiet. I have had to repeat the story to the security personnel and other people in the mall and I can’t help but thank God that it was never physical and that I have so many people on my back that I feel like I could let the world know what those two idiots were saying to me.
I feel like the only reason women will not report sexual harassment of any kind is because they are made to feel like it is their fault. I however refuse to take a blame for something that isn’t my fault at all. Nobody should follow me around saying I should kiss them or my walking style makes them feel like I should have sex with them.. neither will I stand and watch anyone say that am just a woman and having sex with them will put me in my place..
I will not watch anyone tell me to shut up or they do what they are capable of..
I will not be harassed in any way and if it happens, I refuse to be hushed by anybody.

always winnie

Crazy Tuesday

I initially thought today was Monday because my Monday was a blur.. I don’t want to remember anything about it apart from a few texts and a call from people that love me so am settling for selective amnesia..
Tuesday though.. I had to spend the day with my best girl though by the end of it I have a headache and if her mum wouldn’t have arrived soon, I think I would be running mad by now.. how do kids do it?? She won’t ran out of energy, she won’t stop screaming, she won’t stop hanging on my back and she wouldn’t even allow me near my phone.. I feel like a parent already!!
Going near my phone had her telling me
‘ Winnie si mimi ni mtoto mzuri?? Ebu niekee dance.. ”
( Winnie, am I not a good kid?? Please play me dance)
If you are wondering what dance is, it’s the song Sitya Loss by Edu, a Ugandan. Its video has kids dancing and she wants to learn how to dance while holding my phone..
Well, I have no issue with her and her dance needs, just that she is too sharp for her own good. If I turn my back in a minute, she will either have dropped it, blocked while trying to guess the password pattern or going through my fb wall..
I think I am gonna pass. I have had to keep her entertained for several hours. We took photos, she carried the teddy bear on her back, I carried her, we washed clothes, we went to the shops, lunch.. danced, sang and more activities. All this while I was praying, ‘ God let her ran out of energy’
My prayers just weren’t answered..
Anyhow, I have to rest my head now.. so long

always winnie

Time to be up

Hello. I did miss being here. I have been busy sleeping on my sorrows and even taking life way too seriously but I think am up now..

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Up though not out of bed

This past weekend was horrible. At the place am working, several men have made it their mission to keep following me with gross sexual remarks until I couldn’t take it any longer. They started getting gross when I refused to go out with any one of them. I should probably have gone out for a drink because I was to realize my reason for not going out wasn’t taking me any seriously. My life would have been easier at the workplace.
I also realized all my friends love me more than I expected. After updating that I was being insulted, my phone won’t stop ringing and what’s app messages won’t stop. Some friends also offered to beat up the guys for me.. and some wanted to come and stay with me.. I just love these people. One amazing guy decided to go up and tell the manager that the staff were harassing his ‘wife’. I laughed at him later and asked for a ring.. 😀
Anyway, I am up again and hoping this weekend goes really well. Am up and open for icecream especially in the weather we are experiencing.
I just hope all my friends here are safe and sound. Maybe you should all call me up and take me out.

always winnie

Time to be up

Hello. I did miss being here. I have been busy sleeping on my sorrows and even taking life way too seriously but I think am up now..

image

Up though not out of bed

This past weekend was horrible. At the place am working, several men have made it their mission to keep following me with gross sexual remarks until I couldn’t take it any longer. They started getting gross when I refused to go out with any one of them. I should probably have gone out for a drink because I was to realize my reason for not going out wasn’t taking me any seriously. My life would have been easier at the workplace.
I also realized all my friends love me more than I expected. After updating that I was being insulted, my phone won’t stop ringing and what’s app messages won’t stop. Some friends also offered to beat up the guys for me.. and some wanted to come and stay with me.. I just love this people. One amazing guy decided to go up and tell the manager that the staff were harassing his ‘wife’. I laughed at him later and asked for a ring.. 😀
Anyway, I am up again and hoping this weekend goes really well. Am up and open for icecream especially in the weather we are experiencing.
I just hope all my friends here are safe and sound. Maybe you should all call me up and take me out.

always winnie

You walked away, never gave us a thought
Never paused to reflect
Never paused to look back
And never even waved bye

Why are you back now?
What made you think otherwise?
I am still the same person
That you said wasn’t worth of you

Don’t fake tears
Don’t extend me your soiled hands
Don’t even dare think you can look at me
Keep walking to wherever you left to
And never turn back

always winnie

“My Wife, My Wealth” by the Oshwal Community. The community, that usually has the surname Shah, has some of the wealthiest people in Kenya. Many members own top of the range supermarkets, shopping malls, and factories. And the experience of interacting with the top leadership of the community was a major eye opener for me.
When I asked one of the leaders why the community appears to prosper- far more than others:- he gave me a very interesting answer: “My wife, my wealth” principle.
He explained to me that they learnt that treating their women well has some very tangible benefits. According to them, women are like nature- they multiply what you give them, and give it back to you. They are taught- right early in life to treat their women right
“If you give a woman a small seed, after nine months, she will give you a bouncing baby” he started. in in a poetic way he continued…
If you give a woman love, she will adore you,
if you give a woman respect and honour, she will worship you,
if you give a woman time, she will give you a life time,
if you give a woman money, she will give you an investment
on the contrary
if you you give a woman slaps, life will slap you back
if you oppress your woman, society will oppress you
He then went ahead to give several examples of societies and communities that mistreat their women. He particularly pointed out at a world famous religion that oppresses its women- and showed me how they are at war with basically every one, and everywhere across the globe.
He then told me to open my eyes, and observe anyone that treats his wife like trash, and follow how they end up. Or observe anyone that treats his wife like a queen and see how they end up.

always winnie

Chaos and Serenity…

Something about this piece.. ❤

Ndotonjema

Crows p797820173-bow-weapon-carrying-on-the-shoulders-tribe-romantic-skyerch and build an abstract of black and sprinkling white feathers on the carcass that lies prone on the contrasting red soil and blood stains. The animal is now indiscernible. An artist would shudder at such beauty and pain all thrown in one setting.

The old man suddenly waves the flies away from his oily lips with his dark stained hand and gnaws on the fatty residue of cartilage and bone. He watches the scene unfold before him.

“They nest on the gift that is death.” he rasps to the little one squatting beside him, pointing at the evolving landscape of black,white,blue and red. The little one munches on a plump rib. It’s been while since they have seen such a feast. The old man, hunched over the ground, is ready to keel over but hangs on,dancing with the wind. The little one, leans on the pillar that…

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