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...
