In our culture, there’s a saying ‘maúndú twa naigua’ roughly translated into things we’ve heard/things we hear.
In the olden days, youngsters sat around a fire in late evenings to listen to tales told by elders. These tales’ main function was to instil knowledge, inspire young people to strive to greater heights, to entertain, sometimes to threaten or drive a point home in an unforgettable way e.g. the story of the boy who cried wolf.
In my childhood, my mother told us stories, we did not necessarily sit round a fire, we sometimes sat on sofas in the living room and she told stories. These stories were meant to strengthen our decidedness, to make us stronger as a family, to teach us patience and self-control e.g. the story explaining why eagles snatch chicks instead of ducklings.
I created things I hear as a platform where people of the world can come and read a story and relate to it, be inspired to be a much-needed change in the world, to engage and encourage dialogue and most importantly to be entertained. Things I hear also catalogues, humourously, the trials and tribulations of being a KenBrit.
Although all the stories have a message to inspire change in behaviour or practice, they are all fictional. Any semblance to real life is not intentional.