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The Kamnara of Sakwa are making ground to build for future generations

Greetings from the Kamnara of Sakwa! The Kamnara people of Sakwa on 27th December 2024 gathered at Village Park, Ajigo (near Bondo). Hosted by Kwaka Joseph, they hearkened to the consultative forum call, arriving in good numbers and early enough for a successful day. The gathering was chaired by Mr. Nying’ro James Onyango, a former (retired) assistant commissioner of Police. The introductions were excellent. The genealogies were mentioned in reverence, lengthy ones applauded. And courtesy of Enos Oyaya’s book, “Kamnara my people”, anyone who would need help had the documentation. Oyaya had launched the Kamnara book on 30th December 2022 at his home in Kamnara Mwalo, an event that gathered Vakamnara from far and wide. “What can we do that the generations to come will benefit from?” This was the clarion Mr. Kwaka Joseph called on all to fashion their minds to. And issues were raised in the fields of Education, health, agriculture, enterprise, politics and more that the swift dholuo would...

Must we trade both on the dying and the dead, Dr?

We do not have enough money to help us get our sleeping boy from Kenyatta Hospital Morgue. They are debting us Ksh 400,000 and more. It increased today. If we pay about 75%, they say that they will allow us take him out- but some of us will part with identification cards.

I am not writing this so that we contribute some money. That is indirect thievery.

My father works for a company in Industrial Area. His NHIF medical card can not be accepted in hospitals away from that which his company is registered with. He has no enough to knock the offices of leading insurance firms. He got sick and we had it tough. Can't there be systems to make sure that the average man lives  a better life? If he gets sick in the rural sides and the hospital has no branch there we have to ferry him.

Back to our boy. His father is one of my friends;guard whose salary is a matter of the arrow roots and vegetables he grows on the small land in the primary school.To him the cash is but a dream and wonders how. But he cannot throw away his child- his tradition does not allow. He must see to a way that he will have the money if it means slicing a piece of his rural small share.

Something is wrong here. Can't the society itself see to such? Must the doctors be paid, must he lose a share, must the morgue attendants refill their perfume bottles? Must we pay to get the body of our own? Must a human pinch another? Oh, wait. We are still evolving.

Picture Source: Gado.

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