My parents were furious to see me home early with all my school belongings and a sketchy explanation. My father returned to school with me the following day. When he was told about what had happened, he could not believe it. He pleaded with the school to forgive me. The school was reluctant to do that but eventually decided to reduce my expulsion to a suspension.

I was to spend one month at home before the school could allow me back. It was very difficult for me to face my father everyday at home. He was visibly very angered. My mother continuously kept reminding me that he wanted his son back.

Before returning to school my father took me to a Barber shop and asked the Barber to shave off my long punk, I refused but it was an order. The Barber had to do what my father wanted. Although today I am wise enough to understand my father's predicament, back then I did not. I came out of that Barber shop with no strand of hair on my head. I was not happy. My father had succeeded in shattering my public image because everyone was used to seeing me with a punk. When I arrived back at school, I looked really odd and there were people who laughed at my baldness. Some boys who we did not reveal their identity to the school administration after the raid also laughed and ridiculed me. I felt betrayed.

Suddenly, I began to feel alone and out of place. And it did not end there; I had to slash the school’s green fields for almost one week before things could return to normal. The sun was very hot and I had no hair to shield me from its unforgiving heat. That punishment also earned me some severe blisters. I hated school. I hated life. I hated everyone.

The other boy who we were expelled with did not return. He is today a very talented gospel musician.

 

 

 

 

 


Twitter MySpace StumbleUpon Delicious
Belzo at 21
About Us | Partners | Privacy Policy | Contact Us | ©Bella Kilonzo Productions, All Rights Reserved.
Next Previous

When we closed for our second term holiday in late August 1990, I felt the urge to create something that I could relate to. This is how I returned to drawing again. Somehow I fancied creating someone who means well but things often go wrong for him. This character had all the features that I really loved: A long hair and big shoes (wearing big shoes was very trendy in the 90s). And since he was a cartoon, I exaggerated those two areas. I did not want to design a character with special powers or notorious habits. I wanted to see my feelings captured by my pen. I wanted an almost ordinary guy. I named this creation "Belzo", which I derived from my two names "Bella Kilonzo."

Above: The very first images of Belzo. This is how Belzo looked like when I created him. I don't know why but on that day, I wrote a brief letter titled "Belzo's Day" and dated it. It was written on the of 1st of September 1990. I have it safely sealed and I read it every time I need some encouragement from my past. It works like magic.

The day I created Belzo, I knew he was special. Soon thereafter, I started making comic books about him. I felt very fulfilled whenever I made stories with him as the main subject. I escaped to a safer familiar world every time I did so. A world where I can freely be myself. My first comic book on Belzo was titled "City Mad."

Welcome

This is the official site of Bella Kilonzo Productions. To get regular updates of this site, please Like our Facebook page or Follow us on Twitter .

We have plenty in store and us being us, we are hooked to the entertainment business (local and international) like a moth to a light - so while you are here, we'll also let you know more. We hope you'll be informed and entertained too. And always feel free to mail us or comment on our fan pages. Thanks for visting. Come again :)