<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><oembed><type>video</type><version>1.0</version><html>&lt;iframe src=&quot;https://www.loom.com/embed/ec8ac7e8747442438fcb60a20b46c77e&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;1724&quot; height=&quot;1293&quot; webkitallowfullscreen mozallowfullscreen allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</html><height>1293</height><width>1724</width><provider_name>Loom</provider_name><provider_url>https://www.loom.com</provider_url><thumbnail_height>1293</thumbnail_height><thumbnail_width>1724</thumbnail_width><thumbnail_url>https://cdn.loom.com/sessions/thumbnails/ec8ac7e8747442438fcb60a20b46c77e-75e495fb56ced4f8.gif</thumbnail_url><duration>822.23</duration><title>Facing the Lion: Chapter 8 Kabarak</title><description>When I was born, a lion was born, and later I struggled academically at a missionary school because our nomad area was remote and far from Nairobi. I retook the primary exam after staying near Voi with a cousin at Kenya Wildlife, and I got all A’s to enter Kabarak, a prestigious school sponsored by Daniel Arap Moi. At Kabarak in Nakuru, I faced culture shock, harsh travel home, and sold three or four cows for my fees, but I stayed determined. I worked hard in Economics, Kiswahili, and Geography, became a prefect, and I want my hardships to inspire your own success.</description></oembed>