Adventures of 3 the robot: Meeting Sarafi
It was a windy day in a small town in Kenya. A young lady got off a bus and had to clutch her baseball cap tight to prevent it from flying away. Her name was Sarafi. She looked left and right eagerly searching for her friend. She walked to a wooden bench, greeted a man who was sitting on it, and sat down next to him. She took out her phone from her bag to text her friend. Sarafi raised her head when she was done and just like magic he was in front of her. She smiled at her robot friend and he smiled back. “Hi 3, I see that you have discovered magic. I just sent you a text, how did you get here so fast?” she teased. 3 giggled and when Sarafi got up he took her hand and they left the bus station.
“So this is the Asembo post office,” 3 said, pointing to a small building up ahead. “Look at you showing me around my own country,” Sarafi said, smiling. The robot and his first Kenyan friend met on a plane some weeks ago. Sarafi was coming home from vacation in Switzerland where 3 is from. They had a fun conversation and Sarafi’s father even dropped 3 off at the bus station he needed to go to. “I’m really impressed with what you have done here. The Internet speed here is crazy fast,” Sarafi said. 3 was very happy to hear that. He showed her so many more places. The sun was scorching so much when afternoon came so they went over to a bar for Sarafi to have a cold drink. 3 knew the owner of the bar very well and he welcomed them and gave them the best seats in the house. “Ben, this is my friend Sarafi. She lives in Nairobi and came all the way here to visit me,” 3 said and Sarafi smiled at him. Ben served her a nice, cold drink and asked her to feel at home. “Thanks to your friend 3 here, we are showing some very nice YouTube videos on our big screens. Look at how smoothly it plays,” Ben said pointing to the big TV on the wall. She clapped for 3 and he smiled.
Sarafi and 3 had a really fun chat in the bar. 3 told her about all the people he had met at Asembo and how nice they were to him. He also told her about how the internet had changed a lot of lives. Ben for instance had more people coming to his bar than ever before. He even had customers coming from other towns and villages around Asembo. “You should totally come to Nairobi,” Sarafi said. 3 shook his head. He really liked Nairobi even though he wasn’t there very long so going back excited him.” The internet here is even faster than in Nairobi. I know you said you set up a fast internet link but I didn’t know it would be this fast,” Sarafi explained. She spoke to 3 about how a lot of people appreciate fast internet in Nairobi. It was a big city and filled with businesses and very modern households. 3 shook his head and agreed to go with Sarafi. When Ben walked by their table 3 told him his plans.” Wow, that’s a very interesting plan. We will miss you and thank you again,” Ben said. “Remember you can always send me a message, email, or call when there’s an issue and I will fix it for you anyway I can,” 3 said as he waved goodbye.
Sarafi walked with 3 back to the bus station. She sat down on the same bench she sat when she first arrived and they waited for the bus to Nairobi to arrive. “Do you think I made a difference here?” 3 asked her. She stopped typing on her phone and looked at him. Before she could say a word three girls followed by a woman who looked like their mother run to 3 and hugged him all at the same time. He was so surprised he didn’t know what to say. “Hello 3, my girls wanted to say a big thank you. They now watch their favorite cartoons online with absolutely no issues,” the woman said. “I guess I need to say thank you too because when they are watching I have a little more free time to rest,” she added and laughed. 3 and Sarafi laughed too. The girls each said thank you and ran off with their mother. 3 had a big smile on his face. “Now, that’s the answer to your question,” Sarafi said, patting him on the back. The bus arrived and they hopped on it. 3 couldn’t wait to get to Nairobi and do what he does best!
This is a fictional story written by Juliet Ajaab.
Juliet is a Ghanaian writer and fashion designer with the desire to express her imagination. She started writing stories when he was a little girl with her friends being her readers. She lives in Accra with her husband, 2 sons and an adorable poodle. You can contact her at https://www.linkedin.com/in/juliet-ajaab-adei-4a26b383/