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My parents, in good faith, trying to give me better education, they plunged me into a [school across
the road with] people from a social class apparently higher than mine and I’m trying to fit in,
obviously to no avail.

So I’d say I experienced some classism …. I have very vivid memories … It happened a lot of the time,
people from that school they teach us and other students how they would describe this place
[Mathare] … where I come from … making fun of it because they’re from a different social class. Of
course, that would make me feel bad and it would sometimes, it would just single me out [but] I
don’t think I can feel bad about it now.

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