THE ID

When we finished the form four education we started looking for the national Identity card. It was so hard that we were on the vague of giving up. Everyday we would go to the chiefs office and come back with nothing.
Then one day my friend Mwangi told me to carry some little cash to the chief and I would get my I.D. I decided to carry 1000/= although I knew it was not right. He gave me the ID I had waited for many months and I was happy.

Location: Butula, Butula, Kenya