Little clouds of dust filled the air as I ran as fast as I could on the hot Kitui sand. Despite the sand’s extreme heat, I didn’t slow down. A few metres ahead of me was Katune and I had to catch up with her. She was my only bridge to the future and if she slipped away, my future too, would slip away.
Katune was my dear mother’s only cow. A few minutes earlier, she had somehow maneuvered out of the rope around its neck and sped up the dry seasonal river that we had been crossing. I ran along the riverbed with all the strength that my fourteen-year-old legs could muster. I had to re-capture that cow because it would soon be sold at Kabati market to raise money for my school fees.