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Mama, he made it!

This is a kid whose had major struggles growing up. When he was in nursery school, he made it clear to everyone. That books weren't his thing. He hated school. Early mornings were a thing he detested
He'd stay in bed a little longer. Reluctantly took up assigned duties like they were a burden. He hated homework, man, he really did. He'd bribe his twin to help him do it. He was the first one to come back home from school. And last to enter its gates.

Teenage-hood came and all hell broke loose. The struggle to embrace books continued. The rage, the energy, the disinterest that this phase brought about. All these were ingrained in the habits that he formed then. The bittersweet teenage juice that flows through everybody. The juice that comes in doses, in this phase. Filled him in a way none of us could understand. We got worried. I might add
Excessively worried. 'This too shall pass', It did!

Little did we know that things would turn around. The aggressive teenage kid became a joyous young man. This young man beat all odds and worked on his slight love for school. He accepted that he wasn't books-smart, but promised to see the system through. We accepted this too, albeit reluctantly
Today, 21st November 2019, we celebrate a milestone. The young man is clearing High School
Young man is my brother. Last one in the family

Mama is proud. Dad is proud.They are up there singing songs of praise. To none other than the only one who made it all happen. The village rejoices! Several years ago, This was an impossible dream in that one village. A remote village in Kanyamkago, Migori County. Polo Mor! Mama, he made it!
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