It went a little something like this... I'm standing in line at the Starbucks at the corner of Racine and Wrightwood when I realize how grimy my personal cup is looking. Then I realize how grimy I am looking - opting for an extra 20 minutes of sleep over a shower to rinse away yesterday's [...]
Tag: injurious tales
Maji for the Maasai, Irene’s fear of monkeys
Take a look at Irene's VICDA Blog to read about the drilling for water for the Maasai community. This post is a perfect example of why I love Irene: she successfully combines a heartwarming story of water in a community that continually suffers from drought with a humours tale of being chased by monkeys. Oh, [...]
I couldn't help but share this story I found about the legalization of cheap Kenyan moonshine, changaa. Oh, changaa. Back when I was young and foolish, I drank a hot cup of you out of a barrel brewing in Kibera. You were strong and comforting, like whiskey.
Only At Corner
I've written about my Kenyan family, but rarely about my Kenyan neighborhood: Dagoretti Corner. I currently reside in Cu Cu's house (pronounced Sho Sho and Kikuyu for grandmother) with Bridget, her cousin Mercy and any other female volunteers who stop on through. George and male volunteers (there are none now, how I miss the 2006 [...]