I was puzzled when she walked up to me, and boldly said "Hi". She struck me as more chic than pretty; definitely not as flashy as the young ladies over her shoulder at the corner of the restaurant, dressed in skimpy half-cut tops.
She proceeded to detail my favourite breakfast pastry and how for a period she served me every morning at 8am in a certain cafe. I smiled at the memory. "I was studying Law at the time while waiting tables" she offered, "Now I work as a lawyer in a development organization in Westlands".
Mmmmmh hmmnn - the same question went through my mind. How do you go from serving breakfast at a restaurant, to law school, to a practising lawyer? And the gutsy animated young lady with poise, dressed in trendy African attire spotting cropped hair answered, "I was a teenage mother with no one to pay the bills!"
Enough said.
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Mbogo: newspaper vendor turned taxi barron? If you have encountered success in a new way this year, pray share.