Living Memories: a story from Lokitaung, Kenya

Today, I want to share with you one story. From Lokitaung. There used to be a prison there during the colonial era. After independence it has had little relevance in people’s lives. A few years ago, I happened to be there, and I met an extraordinary man, who told me this story. I heard this …

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Will the Kenyan Jack Bauer get cracking – and keep me out of it?

Today, I was accosted at my gate by some government officials, who said that they were from the Ministry of Gender, Children and Social Development. They explained that while I have usually seen them around the neighbourhood under the auspices the polio campaign, which is a collaboration between their ministry, Ministry of Health and others, …

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