It’s yet another pleasantly warm day in this tropical part of East Africa.
From a distance, I watch him—my idol for as long as I can remember. He tends to his lawn with a slasher, meticulously as always, while his goats graze nearby.
His compound is full of vibrant flowers and trees, including a pomegranate tree that has caught my eye.
He commands respect and is respected in return, with a great sense of humor that draws people to him.
I’m willing to help him with anything he asks. When I grow up, I want to be as cool as he is.