School & Office Expo ’18

It’s finally here!… and currently ongoing so catch it if you can.

{On a different note, I know and i’m painfully aware that i’m probably the only one who would mark a stationery event almost one year in advance. Still can’t believe how excited I am about it all. Hope you enjoy it!}

DATE: Friday 18th May 2018 – Sunday 20th May 2018.

TIME: 10:00am – 4:00pm

VENUE: Expo Hall, Sarit Center, Karuna Rd.,Westlands


DESCRIPTION: Maxton Global Ltd presents for the first time an exhibition in Kenya focusing on Stationery, Writing Instruments, Paper, Back-to-School, Office Supplies & Technology Products. Featuring 80+ international exhibitors & over 1000 trade visitors.

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Of Life’s Journey & Courage|Thomas S. Monson

Life’s journey is not traveled on a freeway devoid of obstacles, pitfalls, and snares. Rather, it is a pathway marked by forks and turnings. Decisions are constantly before us.

To make them wisely, courage is needed: the courage to say, ‘No,’ the courage to say, ‘Yes.’ Decisions do determine destiny. The call for courage comes constantly to each of us.

It has ever been so, and so shall it ever be.

Africa, Arise |Kwame Nkurumah

30 Day Poetry/Prose & Spoken Word Challenge |Day 20 


“Countrymen, the task ahead is great indeed, and heavy is the responsibility; and yet it is a noble and glorious challenge – a challenge which calls for the courage to dream, the courage to believe, the courage to dare, the courage to do, the courage to envision, the courage to fight, the courage to work, the courage to achieve – to achieve the highest excellencies and the fullest greatness of man.

Dare we ask for more in life?”



Locksley Hall |Lord Tennyson

30 Day Poetry/Prose & Spoken Word Challenge |Day 18


Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest,
Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West.

Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro’ the mellow shade,
Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.






Still, I Rise |Maya Angelou

30 Day Poetry/Prose Challenge |Day 15

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
’Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.