It is time for a national discourse on the value of fatherhood.
Growing up, Christmas was the day we children looked forward to all year! Maybe it had something to do with the fact that it was the...
Sometime in 2010, I had the idea of writing a poem to explore the trips that my family made several times a year back to our...
When I was growing up in rural western Kenya in the mid-80s, my father, a Seventh Day Adventist (SDA), imposed Adventism upon us like a colonial...
I was ten years old in 1996 when my parents separated. It seems to me that I had never really noticed them before it happened. Until...
Once in late 1996, a neighbour’s clothes were stolen from the hanging line when she went to work, a theft that fascinated the neighborhood to no...
I came back to Kenya immediately after my studies, armed with a master’s degree from one of the world’s most prestigious universities – and two years...
Back then harambees were festive occasions. The soon-to-be voyager stood coyly at the front, maybe draped in shiny tinsel, perhaps holding out a kiondo into which...
This short film by Amina Bint Mohamed, and featuring activist Aimee Ongeso, explores the concerns and challenges of the so-called ‘middle class’, a demographic whose definition...
Prior to being let go from the most promising job I’d ever gotten, I’d entertained the idea that maybe I was somehow safe. But when the...
1. “Sap? Ahh in full pls? Yohhh I’m legit outttttt.”— Sandra, 23. I spent Mashujaa Day in a gallery in Kibera. Every Saturday, the gallery, Maasai...
My grandparents on both sides of the family were early converts to the Yearly Meeting of Friends, also known as Quakers. You could say the Bible,...
