My friends Bobby and Candice evidently couldn’t score purple tickets of their own (they live in Uganda) so they roadtripped to Obama’s father’s home village in Kenya and witnessed the celebrations there:
The entire event was hilarious and encouraging. It was so strange to see people cheering the arrival of a president for a country different than their own. But at the same time, people expressed hope and confidence in their own future.
For kids in Kenya, they’re all thinking, “My child could be the next president of America!” I’m looking forward to watching the way this vision of potential shapes education, healthcare, and solidarity within communities.
The entire event was hilarious and encouraging. It was so strange to see people cheering the arrival of a president for a country different than their own. But at the same time, people expressed hope and confidence in their own future.
For kids in Kenya, they’re all thinking, “My child could be the next president of America!” I’m looking forward to watching the way this vision of potential shapes education, healthcare, and solidarity within communities.
So… you disappeared… again…