Monthly Archives: November, 2010
Wanted: Kiswahili Translators
The former executive director of Unicef once said that 80% of the children who die every day in Africa are dying for lack of knowledge. I would sadly concur with … Continue reading
When the desperately poor help the less fortunate
As our van stopped on the red soil sandy road, the women came out in their colourful headscarves, singing an African song. Each one pressed our hands as we walked … Continue reading
What do Kenyans Need Most?
Given the range of needs in this country that people are struggling to address, we’ve asked community after community the same question: “What is your top priority?” The ABC development … Continue reading
Elephant Orphans in Kenya
Yesterday I wrote about what Kenyan communities are doing to keep orphans in their own homes. The elephant orphanage we visited here has the same goal, taking care of the … Continue reading
Now I have a blouse and a skirt
It may not seem to be the case, but it was a joyous occasion. We had been welcomed to the village of Thange because our hosts, the African Brotherhood Church … Continue reading
The Professional Face of Africa
This is not the Africa I expected. I am ashamed of the assumptions I came here with. I was expecting to find a continent, a country, languishing with its hand … Continue reading
You ask me what my people need. I will tell you.
You ask me what my people need. I will tell you. We need water for our people. Water is the most important thing. If you don’t have potatoes you can … Continue reading
Edward Nzinga’s Story
Soon it will be dark and I will have to leave this cyber café in Machacos town – they say it is not so safe for me to walk at … Continue reading
What happened to Africa’s 20 million orphans?
What has happened to Africa’s 20 million orphans? I found a few of them today. We had driven for two hours outside of Machachos town, down red-earth roads where we saw … Continue reading
I’m glad you’ve come when we’re happy
Trizia, the woman with the perfect cornrows, held my hand in hers. “I’m glad you’ve come when we’re happy,” she said, holding her other hand out to the skies. “The … Continue reading
