Whenever you feel like you want to stop cooking them , just think about what they would have done to you if they had lifted that trophy . Wake up now and start from where you stopped ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐
I have a friend whose life changed last June, when a small cottage brick company in Nyeri shut down due to losses and high taxes. That closure didnโt just end a business it left 380 people without jobs.
Brian was one of them. He had worked there for two years. Skilled. Disciplined. I first met him when he came to a school I was teaching at to deliver and install cabros you could tell he took pride in his work.
But since the closure, life has been unravelling for him. His wife left. He sold his cow goats hens. He no longer has electricity he used to have a small arrangement with his uncle, paying KSh 200 to stay connected. Thatโs gone now.
Today, he passed by my house after a month of not seeing him . I barely recognized him. He looked emaciatedโฆ broken. Beaten down by life. And at home, things arenโt any easier his father struggles with bipolar disorder and alcohol.
Iโm not sharing this for pity. Iโm sharing it because behind every closed business is a human story.