Side hustles, chiefs, campus riots (and a howl from Lizzie)
So one of the things that I miss about home are the endless side hustles. Like my mum had kindũ 14 things going on simultaneously. You know? When your primary school life has statements like “When you come from home, remove your uniform and go help Mwĩhaki sort out French beans”? *sigh* . And I see now why we had to do this, as caught up by house notes, car notes, love and doctors notes, it’s kinda hard out there for a chick. Baby girl needs a side hustle.
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