I believe Kenyans are too much gullible to be able to avoid being defrauded by the much creative inmates in our cells. No matter how much fraud education campaigns and how much is lost, there are still those of us who still believe we will one day hit a jackpot or wake up rich mysteriously.  I fail to understand how a person can social engineer you up to the a level you end up transferring money to a number  only to realize you have been conned. The first person you need to contact in such a case is you: since when did you hear people give out free money in non-existent promotions, or in promotions you haven’t even participated in? Think straight and stop the greed!


The Kenya we want

A look at the current political elite who are running up and down looking for votes from us, in the pretext that they are good leaders makes many wonder if as Kenyans, we are serious enough to continue allowing them to run this country and continue depleting our resources and our hard-earned wealth. Just the other day, if not a few months ago, everybody was up in arms saying that our legislators pay taxes. What happened to the euphoria in the Kenyan public after the cabinet and the treasury decided to use the public coffers to settle their tax arrears? What of those who had publicly declared that they had paid their arrears, were they refunded now that we were paying for them? For how long are we going to see these small group of people defraud and impoverish us?


At the moment, most of them are going round the country, and instead of telling us and proving how they are going to impact on agenda for this country’s economy, they are busy trading insults and accusations. If possible all the current politicians should not be allowed to run for any political office this coming and any other elections in Kenya. They need to be banned for life from participating or even thinking about holding public offices.


During the Moi era, everyone used to say tribalism was so rife the country was going to split apart due to ethnic hatred. Came in the Narc regime with the promise of amending the mistakes from the past. This has only resulted in tribalism being branded a new title, Merit/Qualification, as if just a few communities have better qualifications that the rest of the country! At least Moi used to try balance out to enhance his divide and rule policies. How can one explain how the financial and security sectors of the republic are headed and controlled by people from the same geographical area? Is it that there is something the leadership is trying to cover up, or is it awarding political and tribal cronies for their unequivocal support to a certain person during his quest to obtain power? This is the worst time in the history of this nation and if not checked, might be a stepping stone for other crazy atrocities that might befall this country.


To me the current crop of politicians that we have a lazy bunch who are so corrupt that they can even sale our country to someone as long as they get a share of the kill. Property prizes in the city have skyrocketed to an extent that the locals are no longer owning most of the buildings in our CBD. If a building does not belong to the government, then it has been purchased by an individual from our neighboring country. Why can’t the government step in and reverse these gains? If we do not do something about it now, the economy of this nation will be in the hands of foreigners. Logic than dictates that whoever controls the economy runs the country, no matter what political powers the leaders and the local populace have.


Are we headed to become a society that is controlled by just a few people willing to impose their religious views and rules to everyone? Yes, we are. Looking to the acquisitions taking place in Nairobi CBD tells all this. Where there was a bar/restaurant but later sold off, there is a new building housing stalls with restrictions to opening up or running bars within. Soon we will only be allowed to go into town if we are dressed in a particular way.


As a people, as much as we believe in diversity and humanitarian assistance, we need to take action now and either come up with laws that will restrict land and property acquisitions by foreigners, or compulsorily repossess what has already been acquired to restore our pride and glory.



Nyangori was a nickname for the Terik community derived from the Luo community. The Terik, being pastoralists used to invade the Luo areas for pasture during the drought seasons of yonder. On the way back home, the Terik would bring with them cowpeas, a crop known to the Luo people as “ngor”. Hence the name Nyang’ori was derived from the word “ngor” literarily meaning the people of the cowpeas.

As at now, the name Nyangóri is synonymous with the Pentecostal Bible College and Nyangóri Boys High School. I am a Nyangóri alumnus. This school will hold a greater part of my youthful memories. Nyangóri is located on the Kisumu-Kakamega road, at Kiboswa. Kiboswa is a unique market, it is located in three provinces, Nyanza, Rift Valley and Western – now Kusumu, Nandi and Vihiga Counties. Nyangóri high is on the western (Vihiga County) part of the market.

The area is located in a place where water scarcity is the norm. The people around the school are used to dry taps, mostly from December to March every year. The water supply of the area comes from a far off place, Sosian, which happens to experience drought during this period and hence lack of the basic commodity both to the local community and the school. As students in this school, we had to learn the art of survival. At times, when the situation was too extreme for the school to cop, we were allowed to leave the school every evening to go and take a bath and collect some water in a “river” some few kilometers away. We used to love these trips as they freed us from the school bondages and we had plenty of time to socialize with the villagers and the “girls” from the neighborhood school, Kapsengére Secondary School, who were also facing the same situation. Back to school, we carried buckets full of water, but we could only manage to reach our dormitories with half the buckets as the route of passage was hilly and covered with stones all over.

Washing of clothes in school was only done once. There was a “supermarket”, the cloth-lines, where the older students could literally go over and exchange their dirty shirts with clean ones. This affected the form ones so much as their shirts were still new and presentable, espencially during school outings and visits.

Cups and plates were never cleaned, they were wiped off after every meal by use of tissue paper. The buckets/basins where the water was stored were multipurpose, for washing, bathing and storage for drinking water.

Free-walks on sundays after every fortynight were the best thing to have happened to us. This was the day for visiting the market and looking for mandazis, omena and fish. Those from around the school were prohibited as they had a tendency to go home yet no one was allowed to visit home at such a time.

Church services were great, especially the ones where we had to go over to the Mission’s boma church. We would scrum our way out the tiny gate and through the church doors, knocking over the old men and women who were just leaving the church after their morning service.

Other than the occasional music on the school cassete player, entertainment was a boring event; these Saturday evenings were characterized with too much to watch Naija stuff. Those who felt they could not take this, had the option of either being in class for the evening or going to the Saturday prayer sessions by the Christian union. After ten in the evening, the form one’s and two’s could be physically shown the door outta the entertainment hall, which also served as a dining hall, to leave the “mature” students for the occasional porn movie one had carried over.

Friday evenings were a nightmare for the form one’s. Each and every form one was to produce a bucket full of water, no matter the season. The dorm captains made sure the water is available for use for cleaning the dorm in readiness for the dorm check up, conducted every Saturday, and the results of the top dorm announced at the assembly every monday….

to be ontinued….