I live in Kakuma village, a very hot dry place, full of thorny trees, and more goats than people. Even the market place is quiet, with only a few small shops. Most people use bicycles for transport.
One morning my mother called me and said, "Etabo, today you turn six years old. We have a present for you." "What is it? What is it?" I asked eagerly. "Tomorrow we're going by bus to the market in Eldoret," she replied, "And we're taking you with us!" My first visit to the city! I was so excited that I could hardly sleep that night.
The next day at the Kakuma bus stop, I stood between my mother and my aunt. I wore my new pair of blue jeans and a red T-shirt. I felt very small between my tall slender mother and my big round aunt.
The bus was very full, so I had to sit on my mother's lap. Tired from the heat and excitement, I slept the whole way and saw nothing.
The sun was just rising when we reached Eldoret market. At the entrance was a woman selling grains.

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