Dear Sir.
Congratulations on your graduation from RTS. We'll surely talk about the experience there when you come to the village. For the several months you were away, a lot has happened.
Do you remember Martin the son of Kirikori? He disappeared with Nelima to Nairobi last year in September. I hear they stay in Pipeline and Maria is currently heavy with a stomach. I always knew that guy shall one day disappear with that girl. That's why I warned you not to compete for girls that can be blindfolded by Tecno Phones with loud speakers. But don't worry, I haven't seen anyone talk to your Maria. Unless in dreams but I'm sure she has kept herself for you. I say this because the first thing Senge Sara will demand when she meets you is that you marry as soon as possible before you're posted to Wajir. She believes salaries can turn bachelors into fools so they need a woman to introduce budgets and checks. I don't like that auntie, she once convinced my father that I was old enough to be kicked out from home. I was just seventeen.
When someone is falling off a cliff and they by great fortune cling on a rock, they immediately put their hope and trust in it that it may stay strong and save their life. The great word says a man with children is like a warrior with arrows in his quiver. He goes to war heads high knowing he got backup.
Dear brother. Your father is a man who has counted on you as his most reliable arrow in the quiver, his strong rock that he is clinking on and a great hope not for himself but for his generations.
On your graduation day when all the others were warming food on portable cookers and taking photos seated on camping seats, papa arrived with nothing in his hands but with a heart full of gratitude laces with tears of joy. Your win is his own win. He now has a voice at the baraza. When other men shall be talking about their employed sons, he shall have a voice. Please don't let papa Down Sir.
Remember, each one of you from your cohort is starting from a very unique and different footing. There are those who already have a bungalow constructed for them at home, those with their promotions already secured and then there are those you are worse off than you. Khocha Thomas calls them 'the poor of the poor village '.
Before I salute off, let me laugh at the hanging on your neck. I warned you not to bring one to my graduation and you did. Today I had to make sure your father carries one with a written message not related to the event. He couldn't ignore the hawkers at the gate.
Once more, congratulations beloved brother. May the Almighty's blessings chase after you. May the prayers of Papa be heard in the first instance.
Your stubborn cousin from Cherangany.
WEKESA
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