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Chahilu history in Lulogooli : Gaa kale gaa Chahilu (1942-2025)

Bernard Philimona Chahilu 1942-2025  Liivulwa Mukuluundu Bernard Philemon Chahilu yivulwa muhiga gwa 1942 mweli gwa kavili guvee sita (6/2/1942). Nu mwana wa Elam Kilago na maama Jelida Modani ma vosi vaakuza. Nu muyaayi Mukizuungu Mudidi mwifwa Mumasiingila Muvisonye. Yiivulwa muyaayi munifu mulidaala lye Gaigedi, Gaigedi logongo, Wodanga Lusoma, Sabatia Sub-county, Vihiga County. Kuviikilwa makono. Yaaviikilwa ku makono no mwilwazi Daudi Kadenge muhiga gwa 1942 mulidaala lie Gavudia mulivugaana lia Valina. (Friends Church). Likevwa Yaakevwa muhiga gwa 1952 kekevo chalaangwa Silula. Lisooma Yaataangila lisooma lilie ha Gaigedi masoomo go muluguki. Yaamanya niazya Gahumbwa Primary muhiga gwa 1955 mukilaasi kia kavaga. Yaakola ligela lia vaalaanga C.E.E. (Common Entrance Exam) muhiga gwa 1956 ha Gahumbwa. Muhiga gwa 1957 yaazya kusooma mukilaasi cha kataano ha Kericho Township School. Muhiga gwa 1958 yaazya kusooma ha Kigama Intermediate mukilaasi cha siita niakolela ho ligela liala...
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Something about Yester's Moon


Yesterday was 21-08-2015. I wrote about the moon that seemed to die quick. The clouds evaporated and the heaves were left to their eternal rulers- stars and the moon. I marvelled. This is the story. 

Long ago the moon was the mother, sun father and the stars children. 

I left to walk home thinking that the moon was asleep. I had not taken a better picture or observed its day's beauty. It shone strongly and big than what it was two hours before. I zoomed and there it was. Some other times my mind had drooled to a planet like Jupiter. What if Earth had like 6 moons? There would be no need for streetlights!

When I walked forward, with the head up, the stars moved with me and the moon seemed to come nearer. The sky moved too. When I turned sideways, the moon lit my right and left shoulder, moving a step simultaneous ahead. It was the very moon that guided me to steal maize long ago. 

As for this day, something rare with diary writing, I scored a good! I have three day rating options- Poor, Average and good. Since the year started, I never scored  a good till yesterday. It was my precious day- the activities that went on in the day.

I waited for it to sleep but it wasn't. The other two days I had longed to have a view of it to no luck. There it was in a buffet- to do with it what I can do. It was not fading away sooner- though it headed West. But I had no much left with me but to steal more gazes till I could not know when it disappered. I was then free to go to bed, anxious and afraid of amnesia. Wait, but the book was interesting to read! 

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