If there is one thing our family has in abundance it is diversity. Just for this blog posting I’m sticking with the people who actually live with us.
There are 20 of us altogether. That’s 20 different pairs of shoes. That’s 20 different tastes in music. That’s 20 different people all wanting to speak at the same time. That’s 20 different personalities all vying for attention.
It can be a bit overwhelming at times. Hair yanking crazy at other times.
Yet we function. Meals are planned and carried out. We watch t.v. together. We all have shoes to wear. Eventually each of us gets to speak our mind.
So what makes us work when we are all so obviously different? How come we can get along but different ethnic groups living in the same town can’t seem to even manage a weak hello when passing in the street? How is it that we have several tribes living under the same roof here in Nakuru, yet we did not start hacking each other to death after the last presidential election?
We are a family. White, black, skinny, fat, it don’t matter when you’re family.
Perhaps what the world needs is more and bigger families.
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