Scars-Random

I have never thought of telling it out until a 3year old gal noticed it this weekend.This happened to me when i was small.Mom had sent me to Dandora to stay with my auntie since she thought i was lonely and I appreciated girl company,which i never and have never felt.I don't blame them for squeezing me among the dudes,i have loved that position.My Auntie is a mother of around 6 gals,then she had four.
That early morning she woke up and left for the shop to grab some breakfast.Her youngest gal had woken and she told me and one of her daughter,my age,to keep a look after her.We were in the living room playing and we forgot about her(baby) immediately the mom banged the door behind her.A thud reminded us of the baby we were supposed to take care of.She was learning how to crawl and she fell from the bed.Her deafening shrill,made the mom run up the stairs like the house was on fire.I had gotten the baby by the time she entered.She picked on me with all the range and said in kao "niuvunya wonasie muemeu malanga"[i shall make sure i pinch you hard that you shall show your husband the scars].True she kept her word.Yes i got the scars.Five is the oldest i could have been and I got the  ugly scars on my thighs more than 20 years later!
The problem is that i couldn't tell mom what happened to me when i returned home for i felt guilty that the baby had fallen.Thank God it was holidays and i was picked from my Auntie's because we were travelling to the village.A custom mom kept all that long-holidays were spent in the village.Those ones of wataharibikia town,were the sentiments of the old folks back in the village.All the same,i loved the village experience.
So it happened when we went to fetch water at Athi River with this old cucu,(those family ties-Her hubby is my grandpas brother),she insisted on washing me because it was hot and i was walking awkwardly,what do you expect with friction and wounds!The old woman cursed.Sorry,I cant write that kao.She asked me what happened and then i had to tell her.On getting home i knew another fight was awaiting me.I couldn't tell if it is because i fell the baby or i kept mum when i was hurting!
I pleaded with  her not to tell mom but she couldn't listen.Thank God when we got home her anger was lower and she felt my fears,she didn't quarrel mom and she told her that it was nice of her (mom)if she didn't react with pain on me!Mom heeded,she called me and talked to me softly,she assured me of her love and whatever it was,i should have said.I cried for having her feel my pain when all along i thought she was going to condemn me!My wounds were taken care of but the scars are there.Mom swore never to sent me to the Auntie's and i assured her that i loved and appreciated the love of my four brothers than the love of my girl cousins she had sent me to!

So I was in my bikini this weekend and my friend's 3year old gal saw them.