14/08/2025
From whence we had arisen we cared not as all that mattered was where we would commune.
I would live home in Buru Buru every school day morning to make my way to Upper Hill, along the way others dressed in the unmistakable grey and green would get into the bus, some at Outer Ring Estate and others at Uhuru with a few more in Bahati.
When the bus would drop us off in town we would cluster into a single indistinguishable mass as we made our way up the hill.
While we rode the bus others would get getting mashalled into their parents vehicles in Karen while others would be driven down from Lavington by chauffeurs while another would be meandering through the narrow alleys of Kibra.
But come 10 am we would all be pushing and shoving at Commandos kiosk behind the school to purchase a mandaza or two as well as a samosa to made that oil filled Kombii.
It didn't matter where we each came from that morning or how we each got to school but at that moment we were one, all with the same objective, to feed and then return to the riggers of acquiring knowledge.
In the same unity let us rally as one to give back with no expectation of a return or reward.
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