Soar Kenya

Dear Friends,

Times have become tough. There is no trust between us – Kenyans, any more. Everyone has become a suspect and i cannot help wondering what will happen to us when peace returns to this country. Kikuyu landlords have sent away their Luo tenants and most shopkeepers will sell to you after knowing your tribe. Silly!!Silly!! – i know you agree with me. Reality will hit them once life gets back to normal and business will be bad for them – they will need tenants and buyers but woe unto them.

Life has become very difficult – with all the rumors and fear of attacks!!! You keep turning as you speak lest your words fall on wrong ears, you cannot identify yourself by tribe and it is a crime to speak your mother tongue coz you never know who is listening. We are living a day at a time, trying to think positively and worrying less about tomorrow.

Those of us whose minds are still sober are trying to help out where possible. It is a difficult task indeed because a Luo will not understand why a Kikuyu like me is trying to help and as I said everyone is a suspect. So they all think there is a hidden agenda. I try to make them understand that despite the fact that I am a Kikuyu, all of us belong to one tribe – the Kenyan ‘tribe’. For those who understand me, helping them is easy but for those who refuse to understand they accept me because they have no choice. It is an accomplishment at the end of the day because despite what they think about me, i still save a life.

V. and I have been very busy at the IDPs camps. Most of our teachers and old boys/girls have been of great help. It is a pathetic situation and what makes it difficult for me is to think of all those vulnerable people – kids, expectant women, sick people etc sleeping in the cold not very sure about what tomorow holds for them. This is what has become of our lives. We are doing our best. They are now settled, so congested in the tents but still living. So we have three sets to take care of – our kids at school who have been reporting back since Monday, the Show-ground camp and the Stadium camp. Most of our kids and teachers have also been displaced and in fact wake up from IDP camps to come to school. We pray that all will be well with us some day soon.

It’s tiresome but I feel God meant V. and I to do this. So many offer to help but give up on the way but through school, V. and I know better. You never give hope to the hopeless and then take it away. That is worse that murder.

So, we have been very busy, taking care of fellow Kenyans. Everyone was affected in one way or the other – some lost their loved ones, others their property and all of us suffer from unprecedented trauma. Thank God there are those who are stronger and have been taking care of the weaker. I haven’t written in a long time because there has always been something to do at the 3 places and I have to be home before 7 oclock , that is when the curfew begins.

Thank you so much for the times we have talked on phone and all the time you have spared to drop a line. I am humbled by the concern and love you have shown me. I do appreciate all the good deeds you have directed in our way. I can give you nothing in return for this priceless gesture.  I pray that our dear God blesses you and your loved ones. May He restore peace and love that once reigned in this great Nation.

I love you all.