Letter

Dear Kenneth Calangi,

      You, coming to this world, gave my parents lots of joy. Your birth meant everything to them because of the single fact that you are their first grandchild.

      You were the cuddly, cute, energetic child while I was the serious one. Our differences made us closer and they made me appreciate you more. You were the one who introduced me to our neighborhood friends. But as we separated, our gap grew a lot larger.

       When I came back from Saudi, you changed – a different Kenneth. You started failing in school, and my parents, as soon as they could, lifted you upon your fall. They gave you a chance to study again. I became happy for you but was disappointed at how you act around my parents. It’s as if they are serving you. Wake up dear!

 

      You answered back, destroyed the things they gave you, and you started destroying our trust in you. You’re older than me, though only by one year. You are the one who is supposed to be mature. Prove to me that you can act your own age and start acting for your future, because I, for one, started disliking you. Don’t wait for the world to hate you before you do something about yourself. Start now while I, amongst our family members, still have some trust in you.

Your uncle,

DJ