One day, I was walking home with Fausta, when suddenly she told me: "One day, I’ll go away from here, I’ll be white and I ’ll do nothing else but eat chapati (a Kenyan food) every day, for every lunch, every dinner."

I just stood there, not knowing what to say... I was shocked to hear with what a childlike honesty she could express how she saw white people, and there was nothing offensive about it. I thought the best thing to say to her would probably be this: "Fausta, you don’t have to become a white person to be able to always eat chapati, your skin color is beautiful. You have to study so that you can go to university, and then you can get a good job as a well-trained person. That way, there will be nothing to keep you back from having chapati on your table every day."

Later, Sister Wilhelmina told me that Fausta shared with her what she heard from me, and she is determined to be a good student.