Ellen J. Gichuhi
February 12, 2014
Leaving ‘Small Town’
I always heard about people, known to my parents, who left our small town for the big city. As the years progressed it became every young person’s dream to go to the big city, where it was rumored, with much exaggeration that people had a good life; lived in luxurious apartments and drove the newest models of cars. Indeed the few who returned from the big city looked different. The young men wore flashy, expensive looking clothes while their lady counterparts would adorn themselves in colorful dresses, high heeled shoes and when the occasion demanded, knee high boots. When asked about their experiences, they would without hesitation confirm the rumors of their high-end life, analyzing their busy schedules, and the much money they seemingly had forfeited in order to make this trip home to their “beloved small town”. I was born, and grew up in this small town but never had it crossed my mind that I would one day leave the town for the big city of Nairobi, for any other reason other than a visit.
Nanyuki, was the name of our town. People fondly referred to it as “small town” owing to the size of its beautiful streets lined up with well-manicured grass and a canopies of ever green trees. The best mornings were during the summer season when the town would be greeted by the dazzling rays of the sun, seemingly rising from the top of the snowcapped Mt. Kenya, One of the two phenomenal mountains with snow in the continent of Africa. In the evenings, the sun would sink into the Aberdare ranges overlooking the town on the Western side, leaving a brightly colored orange sky beaming over the town. Nanyuki, despite its size had more visitors from all over the world than most of the major towns within the country. This was because it was the gateway to the snowcapped Mt. Kenya. As a result, it enjoyed a booming economy especially in the hotel industry. Good economic times meant high employment...