Five days in Nairobi slums changes you.
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I grew up in Nairobi, which is the capital of Kenya, so it's hustle and bustle, and there's always something going on.
I had moved back to Kenya after undergrad, and I went through this crisis of, 'What is my life going to be about?'
Living in South Africa and periodically coming back to Kenya, my relationship with officialdom in Kenya was just insane.
My conscious life has all been in Kenya, and it's my point of reference. But going back to Mexico was very formative.
All I know is that every time I go to Africa, I am shaken to my core.
The slums are not a place of despair. Its inhabitants are all working towards a better life.
I didn't grow up with my Kenyan family. I grew up in a small, conservative suburb of Chicago.
You see, I was born in the slums, that was before the ghetto. The ghetto was kind of refined; the slums was right there on the ground.
I grew up in Sudan and Kenya, and lived in both the rural and urban centers of both countries throughout my life.
Walking out into the bush still feels the same as when I first came to Kenya in 1989, on the day the Berlin Wall came down.
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