My name is Samuel Kariuki, and I grew up in Nyahururu, in a modest home where life was simple but often uncertain. My father, Mr. Kariuki, was a quiet man, a hard worker who never shared his plans with anyone, even with me. When he passed away unexpectedly, I was devastated. Losing him was hard, but what came next changed everything.
A few days after his funeral, my mother handed me the documents: my father’s will. I expected to find the usual—some land, a small house, maybe a few savings. But as I read through it, I discovered something completely unexpected.…CONTINUE READING
