Kenyan families had many things in common: They were average, with kawaida challenges like not affording a fridge and a video machine (there were no home theatres back in the day when Baba Moi was calling the shots).
Children were comfortable to wear mtumba clothes as many could not afford to shop at the upmarket Njiiri’s, then situated where the Nakumatt City Hall store now stands. Mtindwa Market in Eastlands became the refuge for families in Umoja estate to rummage for second-hand clothes; with their once well-off counterparts in Buruburu estate following suit to Mtindwa, which was once a no-go-zone!
People find hope in the most unlikely of places and things, and the money plant was all the rage. In most city homes, it was common to find the money plant snaking its tendrils from a used Kimbo or Kasuku plastic container to the wall that had a framed inscription that read: ‘God is the head of this house, the unseen guest at every meal, the silent listener at every conversation.’
The Kasuku or Kimbo container from which the plant grew had coins, probably with the hope that the family would be rich...or what was the idea?