#RIO2016 or #RioOlympics2016 are the two harshtags that have been trending constantly for the past few weeks since the RIO Olympics kicked off in the first week of August.

This year’s Olympics have come with quite a number of entertaining moments, surprises and shocks.  As expected, many tears have been shed by many people, for winning and for losing, for physical pain and for heartache. Whatever the case, I must say this has been an interesting Olympics.

If you read last week’s article then you do know that this month we are focusing on the gifts. Everyone has a gift they were sent to this world with; some have one others have many but regardless of the number of gifts one has, the bottom line is that each one of us was sent to this world with the a gift. The problem is that not many people have taken the time or the effort to find out what their gift is.

Happy New Month Y’all!

I don’t know why but I am super excited about this new month. I guess it is because I have some renewed energy to go after my dreams and goals with gusto.

To kick off our August theme, here below is a short story I’d like you to read:

We all know that women are very good at multi-tasking, something men are not very gifted in unless it involves the remote control and food – no offense men. A woman could be in the sitting room breastfeeding the baby, at the same time sewing a button on her child’s shirt, while watching her favorite soap on Television, and talking to you on phone but is still capable of hearing the conversation going on in the kitchen between her teenage kids and the househelp. That’s the strength of a woman. I don’t know how we do it but we do it.

The other day I was driving and saw some chicken walking around the backstreet I was driving on. I purposely increased my speed as I approached them to see what they would do. One that looked like the mother hen saw the car coming from her side eye and quickly quacked as though to warn off the smaller chicks, then she flapped her wings and attempted to fly but of course just ended up “flalking” away from the road. In case you are wondering, I just made the word up to mean a walk that looks like flying.

I had a very interesting experience on Friday, an experience I now refer to as the DART experience. For those who don’t know what I’m referring to, I am talking about the Dar Rapid Transport (DART) system that has completely revolutionized the transport system in Dar Es Salaam; at least for the areas where the system is now available. I chose Friday to use the system because I didn’t have the convenience of my own car and so I decided to have a real life experience of how the system works.

This last week I know some students were very overjoyed because they were going to have an extended weekend (at least for those who haven’t closed school yet). They are probably going to go back to school on Monday after closing school for a week. Now if their school is like mine was, then they must have gone home with “holiday homework” from their teachers to keep them busy during the short break. Woe unto those who will not have done their homework (that is if their teachers are as strict as mine were).