The Scrabble Board was laid out on the table.  My sister, brother, and I arranged our tiles and began to play. After a few rounds, just as I was going to place the word ...

The first time someone called me “thick” inNairobi, it wasn’t a compliment. It was said the way you say “traffic on ThikaRoad” — resigned, mildly irritated and implying that something had gone ...