School Search Success (And it includes hot showers!)

I have been writing about searching for a secondary boarding school for someone who is like my little brother in Kenya. If you’ve missed them, you  might want to catch up on the previous posts before reading the final post in this series: The School Search Begins The Time I Cried in the Principal’s Office Gaichanjiru: […]

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Gaichanjiru: Don’t Cry This Time

I have been writing about searching for a secondary boarding school for someone who is like my little brother in Kenya. If you’ve missed them, you  might want to catch up on the previous posts first: The School Search Begins The Time I Cried in the Principal’s Office Gaichanjiru: Could This Be It? We reach the […]

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Gaichanjiru: Could This Be It?

I have been writing about searching for a secondary boarding school for someone who is like my little brother in Kenya. If you’ve missed them, you  might want to catch up on the previous posts first: The School Search Begins The Time I Cried in the Principal’s Office John was three days into the tenth […]

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The Time I Cried in the Principal’s Office

Our first couple of days trying to find a new boarding school for John were a complete failure. I’m navigating a country’s education system that is completely foreign to me, and trying to figure it out in a matter of days. The school year had already started so if I wanted to transfer John, I […]

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The School Search Begins

When I was talking to my best friend the other night, she told me that she was looking forward to reading about our school search for John… and then she chuckled. Just a little. And then it dawned on me… “I think I’m going to omit the part where I cried in the principal’s office.” […]

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John’s Birthday Surprise

John and I spent the morning meeting with craftspeople in Kibera and then meeting up with our friend Jacquie to visit the Masai Market being held at a very  nice outdoor mall called Village Market. Returning to the city in the late afternoon, I was dusty, sweaty, and my feet were filthy from the morning in Kibera. […]

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