The making of a Kenyan

This weekend was sad and tough. I lost an Uncle who was dear to me. But this weekend also had its better parts. Friends and relatives, some whom I had not seen in a long while all came to my Uncle’s home to comfort my aunt, my five cousins and me.
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For the younger committee members, and trust me there were many of us, the politics and the subsequent committee break-up meant that we could go out, sit by a fire and reminisce on years past. The weather was very good all week long and we would sit outside unhindered, talk about our growing years and about our current lives. It ended up turning into an interesting study of modern Kenyan youth.

Juliet Maruru takes a look back growing up in Kenya. Read more here.