How my love was brewed through Cadbury chocolate

I grew up in the village in a little, then dusty town in Kirinyaga County. I was what today we call “woke” in many other areas of life but I was a late bloomer in matters of the heart. This situation was certainly informed by my loving mother whose cardinal rule in my life was “thou shall not listen nor look at the direction of small boys because they are not good”.I was quite the beauty, so much so that as much as I did not look to the little boys’ way, they did look my way and even more, I got quite the gifts from them, many of which I rejected of course, because I was this ‘little proper girl’ who was not supposed to look interested in boys or what they offered.But I remember this short, dark, a little on the heavier side boy, called Sam we went to school together. Sam did not say much to me but he always brought me Cadbury Eclairs every Friday and every end month he would get me a bar of Cadbury Dairy Milk chocolate. These are gifts I did not decline because having Cadbury Eclairs, granted me some bragging rights among my peers. They made me feel and look like I knew the finer things of life…but even better, I was able to hide them from my hawk-eyed mother, and secretly when she was off to work, I would relish in their sweet creamy taste that melted perfectly in my little mouth. These are such sweet Cadbury Memories. But let me continue.I thought Sam was a genius because the Cadbury Eclairs were the perfect little gift and an easy hide. And I remember how I always looked forward to Fridays and end month for my little “care pack” to take home for the weekend. Not to mention that I became a fan favourite among my friends who always looked forward to getting a small piece of my Cadbury Dairy Milk chocolate bar at the end of month. And no, I did not share the Cadbury Eclairs. So easily, Sam became my favourite person. Favourite boy, I should say.I did mention earlier that I was a late bloomer in love. So, the 11-year-old me thought Sam’s family must have had a shop which sells Cadbury Eclairs and Cadbury chocolates. I also thought to myself that he really liked me as a classmate, and that is why, he brought me these gifts. It never occurred to me that he was trying to communicate something. Now that I think about it, Sam must have been the most patient and consistent man on earth, because years later into High School when we met for games, he still brought me a bar of Cadbury chocolate. However, this time around he was bolder, it came with a hug and just a little holding of the hand here and there.The fear of my mother however did not allow me to give any promises to him and our correspondence was severely affected by this.Years later, after I completed High School and college, and into my adult life, working in the big city of Nairobi, a few heartbreaks here and there. Then one day, I walked into a banking hall in town for a transaction and after it was my turn to be served, I went to the teller to make my withdrawal and to my utter surprise when I looked up, the teller was Sam! You can imagine the sheer joy of meeting my chocolate man again! I remember sweating, almost crying, the mixed emotions because I had long understood the meaning of those Cadbury Eclairs and Cadbury Dairy Milk chocolate gifts. In fact, nobody gave chocolates like Sam did…I reconnected with my childhood love and reminisced the great Cadbury Memories. This time round, he was able to say everything he couldn’t say then. And, I was allowed to reciprocate and let’s just say, I have been eating my chocolates ever since.I love my Cadbury Dairy Milk Hazelnut chocolate bar, sometimes I go for my Cadbury Dream White chocolate bar when I am dealing with heavy stuff. I also love my white cup of hot Cadbury Drinking Chocolate. It is always a great start to my mornings and I have passed the love of Cadbury’s chocolate to the next generation. My daughters’ love for chocolate is undeniable and I hope they too can keep the Cadbury memories going.