Tall tales of toads and political chameleons hiding in plain sight

In our boyhood, once upon a time, when backbreaking work was considered noble, and we were happy to receive nothing more than morsels of food, the sight of a toad springing out of the soil was a rare source of unalloyed joy.It meant taking a deserved break from the tedium of rhythmically striding earth usinga hoe, swirling dust that covered your head, yet still maintaining pace to catch up with the older boys.Get Full Access for Ksh299/WeekUncover the stories others won’t tell. Subscribe now for exclusive accessUnlock Full AccessUnlimited access to all premium contentUninterrupted ad-free browsing experienceMobile-optimized reading experienceWeekly NewslettersMPesa, Airtel Money and Cards acceptedAlready a subscriber?Log inFollow The Standard
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It meant taking a deserved break from the tedium of rhythmically striding earth usinga hoe, swirling dust that covered your head, yet still maintaining pace to catch up with the older boys.Get Full Access for Ksh299/WeekUncover the stories others won’t tell. Subscribe now for exclusive accessUnlock Full AccessUnlimited access to all premium contentUninterrupted ad-free browsing experienceMobile-optimized reading experienceWeekly NewslettersMPesa, Airtel Money and Cards acceptedAlready a subscriber?Log inFollow The Standard
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