A YOUNG KENYAN'S DIARY

 "I talked to your mom recently, do you know what your friend has been up to?" I had been blind sided by this question. The ride had mostly been quiet up until then. They all are unless we're talking about cars or money. The headlights dimly lit up my father's face for a second or two. I decided I'd play the fool, I had already been lectured by my mom about the company I keep. "You better not be drinking, I've seen what it does to people." I nod and feign a yawn instinctively, I'm almost surprised at my inability to maintain composure while being blasted by the truth. It does get me out of this very unpleasant conversation though. A lot is on my mind, like how I'm going on a trip I haven't really been booked for. I get to the school campus, unload my bag and immediately pull out my phone to talk to the person who's to fix my name on the list. Pleasantly the conversation is short and precise with the good news. "Don't worry yo...