Have you ever thought of owning a car? I think about that a lot because I have friends who always talk about cars. Every other time I meet with Bob and Eddy, I never cease to get amazed by the information they have concerning cars. To think about owning a car is ok but have you ever thought how much work goes in maintaining one? I realized this during the recent public holiday; Mashujaa day.
On this day, we as a family had plans to go to my aunt’s place in RoySambu but the trip was cut short by heavy downpour. This however did not dampen our spirits. As we waited for the rain to subside, I turned on the television and was amazed to see the number of people who had turned up at Nyayo Stadium to hear from our leaders. Every other year Kenyans gather at different venues expectant to hear from our leaders. I wonder is it really worth it? This is because there is little or no change to the ordinary citizen. I think our leaders should be more realistic when they are addressing issues that directly affect the common citizen.
I was still deep in thought when a pat on the back brought me back to reality. I turned and standing beside the chair was my dad, telling my brother and I, “Its time to leave!” I picked my handbag and rushed outside. It was still drizzling and the ground was wet and muddy but we managed to get to the car. When my mum, dad, brother and cousin were in the car we started our journey, chatting all the way. It was not until we were about to reach, that my father discovered there was something wrong with the car. He pulled over to the side of the road and stepped out from the car to check out what the problem was. I also followed him to find out what was wrong. “Dad what is wrong with the car?” with a calm voice he told me that the radiator was heating up. Since we were a few meters to my aunt’s place, my brother and I decided to walk. We left my dad and my mum trying to cool down the radiator.
We had settled down for half an hour when we heard the sound of the engine. My dad and mum had arrived. After they had settled down for a while, we devoured on the delicacies that had been placed on the table. We ate as we chatted and argued on various issues. As we were making merry, my dad excused himself to go and continue fixing the car. He stayed outside for hours. I got concerned and went to see what was wrong. The fan had stopped working and so they had to go and find a mechanic.
Despite my dad’s brave face I knew the situation was really serious. As my dad was fixing the car, all the ladies were in the house chatting about the love men have for their cars that they would rather fix their car than enjoy a conversation.
The fan was fixed. It was now time for us to leave. We hoped that all would go well and that we would reach home safely. This thought did not hold for long. The radiator started boiling again and so we had to stop so as to let it cool down. We had not gone very far when it started boiling again but lucky for us there was a petrol station along the way. This is where we discovered that there was a hole in the radiator and this was the reason why it was getting hot quickly as water was getting lost through steam. This meant a stop at every petrol station along the way. The day turned out to be one of fixing my dad’s car which he managed to do. He is my hero.
How far would you go in maintaining your car? It is never an easy task. (688 words)
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