I will not lie or sugarcoat the fact that Kenya has taken from me as much as it has given me in equal measures. When I was little, I did not have a lot of things. We were not wealthy in any way. I hardly had a roof over my head, my clothes were tattered, and I could go to bed hungry for days on end without any hopes of getting something to eat. This was still the same country that I lived in carefree, dancing and playing in the rain with my fellow children, playing with a football made of paper and hear the beautiful melody of birds in the morning, a magical place

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