Kodwa mntanami unesiphiwo sok’ganga
It was a lovely summer evening when my dad came back from work. It was my
turn to make him tea, as per normal I went to the kitchen turned on the
kettle, and set out all the things i'd need for the tea.
While I was waiting for the kettle to boil, I was humming some song and
attempting to dance. A few minutes later the kettle hasn’t started boiling, I checked the switched, and examined the kettle and all seemed well. I waited for
a few more minutes but there wasn’t any difference. Weird, it was working not
so long ago, I wondered what happened. I told my dad that the kettle isn’t boiling.
He came to the kitchen to check it, he flicked the switched on and off, checked
if the kettle was sitting properly he even checked the cord and he found no
fault. I was bit annoyed because now I had to boil the water in a pot on the
stove and that takes forever and it cuts through my precious television time.
