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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...
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MOON; 04-09-2015 (New Adventure)


You read about yesterday and where I was planning to go. I am there.

There is a comment I however noted it did not appear on the very post. Internet wrangles. I was still thinking of the beggars who were playing music on the road. There was an idea that it can happen that they will no longer beg again. There used to be no beggars before. And if we can constructively bring them on board, that is a problem solved and the son of soil will have done his purpose. I could not see the moon in the morning and therefore I continued to itch from late bedbugs.

The comment was of a spectacular show in the sky. I had dreamt that there were so many moons in different shapes and stars bright in the sky at once! And then came acronym words with hidden meaning coming and going in the sky. I sensed a warning.

And so after activities in the day- meeting more beggars in town and thinking about them- we left to Ukambani. It was Odhiambo’s first time. I met brother Wambua in Machakos. We then stood in the full bus and had a moving journey.

On alighting, I could not look down. Eyes were up. See! See! They must be galaxies! How well the stars ruled up there. The light caused shadows! Yes! When my eyes looked down well, I saw my shadow! I wanted to live once again. I wanted to take off to one star. I walked swiftly and gladly on the dusty road and shrubby land.

A wedding ceremony. Traditional. There was no place to sleep. But there was a fire and music to keep me up. After all, my eyes have not known the advantages of sleep for a week or so. It was time to punish them. And just then, sitting, turning my eyes back, there the skies spoke! A golden moon, reflecting golden light…I could see a glow. Odhiambo could not do otherwise but to join me in picture taking and listening to my illusions. 

The moon shone till I saw a different sun. The sun that would herald another moon. It is included in the next moon…keep posted.

How comfortably the golden moon sat in the sky!

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