Friday, February 29, 2008

Kenya celebrates Peace Agreement.


Hello everyone,

Yesterday President Mwai Kibaki and the opposition leader Raila Odinga, signed a historic power sharing agreement to end a two month post election stalemate. The news was broadcast live on Kenyan television and radio, triggering massive celebrations across the country. Business came to a standstill in all the major towns, as people hit the streets chanting “PEACE”, hooting car horns and singing national songs. The carnival atmosphere has been brought about by an agreement to amend the constitution to include the post of an executive Prime Minister, which will be filled by Raila Odinga.

If you live in Kenya what does this agreement mean for you?

Wendy in Nairobi sent me this email.

“I'm so exhausted but excited that peace has returned to Kenya.
You are probably aware that our leaders signed a peace agreement
involving the sharing of power. Kenya will for the 1st time have a
Prime Minister.

I look forward to the Central park being reopened and the uneasy
tension that has been permeating the country to begin to ease up.
I am glad for this move and I continue to pray that some sort of
normalcy shall return. A sort of normalcy because one cannot easily
forget witnessing and experiencing violence and the other insane
things that have happened the past couple of months.”

Do you share the same views as Wendy? What are your thoughts on the recent developments?

To read more on the story check out the NATION
or the STANDARD

We look forward to reading your thoughts.

Cheers,

mark

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Satta Massagana

There is a land far, far away
Where there's no night, there's only day
Look into the book of life and you will see
That there's a land far, far away.

The Abyssinians (Jamaican Reggae Group)

Hi there,

The US delegation is planning to bring its own food for its athletes in the 2008 Olympic games in China. It claims that Chinese chickens are so full of hormones, that athletes would test positive for steroids if they ate them.

Read the full story here: BBC STRONG CHICKEN

Comment below.

Today I want to welcome my good friend Mariam to the forum. She and I went to USIU together (brilliant scholar). Look out for her posts in the coming days.

Our regular contributor, David Mwambari has sent in a very moving poem recounting the recent spate of violence in Kenya. The style he has used in this piece is reminiscent of an era that gave us the great poet, Okot P. Bitek.

Click on the hope-in-hopeless-crisis link to read more.

Update
About two weeks ago I was invited to speak to students at Tandem Friends School, a small private institution in Charlottesville Virginia. The class was made up of brilliant tenth graders, eager to learn about the state of affairs in Kenya. Towards the end of our wonderful discourse, the class teacher, John Davis, asked for my opinion on what needed to be done to end the wars plaguing the horn of Africa. His question, reminded me of an exchange I watched on TV involving the great fallen Sudanese leader, John Garang.

The Prophet
On one of his visits to Nairobi in 2001, a KTN news reporter asked General Garang when he thought the war in Sudan would come to an end. Garang, dressed in a black suit, his dark skin shinning in the glare of photographer’s lights, stared straight at the journalist, and licked his lips before answering in his thunderous voice, “I am not a fortune teller. I am a freedom fighter. The war in Southern Sudan will end when my people are free, when there is justice and equal rights for all.”

Equal Rights and Justice
My answer to the Tandem class wasn’t as sharp, but it captured the same gist. I firmly believe that though the forces and circumstances leading to violence and instability in the various countries of the horn are different and divergent, the core ingredient to the remedy for peace is equal rights and justice for all. How we go about ensuring this is another topic of discussion all together.


USA- United States of Africa
My day at Tandem inspired me to ask new questions, questions about ethnicity and the long quest for unity. A quest that African poets have romanticized about for ages. An existence that brother Bob called ONE LOVE and the Rasta’s have called Zion. A dream that several have fought for and many have died without seeing.

History
When the African fathers and grandfathers sat down to chart a new map for the continent in the early sixties, they knew that the land needed to stay united if it was to weather the social, political and economic climate of a new world order.

OAU
Thus they formed the Organization of African Unity, with the sole purpose of promoting solidarity among African States, post independence. Unfortunately, and for various reasons, this vision of a United States of Africa was never fulfilled. Today, the dream is more elusive than it was 40 years ago.

Man Eat What?
The former president of Tanzania Julius Nyerere called it a man eat man society. The Kenyan Attorney General at the time, Charles Njonjo, countered that it was a man eat nothing society. Either way you look at it, the woman and child continue to suffer the most.

Back to my Question
This dream that Kwame Nkrumah, Kagenza Rumongi, Patrick Oyoo, Muammar Gaddafi, David Mwambari, Jomo Kenyatta, Haile Selassie, Marcus Garvey, Malcom X, Martin Luther King and others have talked about, Is it possible? Can we foresee a future with a unified Africa? How long do we have to wait? What in your opinion needs to be done to end the wars plaguing the African continent?

We would love to read your thoughts.

Comment below
Or just shoot me an email: markgaya@villagevolunteers.org

Cheers,
Mark
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This post may contain personal views, which are not the views of Village Volunteers unless specifically stated.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Hope in Hopeless Crisis

As a dark cloud overwhelmed my thoughts, I started whispering...

Find me a guitar I lament for you my agony,
Find me a microphone I voice my sorrows
Find me a pen I narrate for you a story that rip my heart apart
Find me time I tell you how helpless I feel

Helpless as I listen to the woman cry for her murdered child
Helpless as I watch her weeping in front of her raped daughter
Helpless as I see her finding comfort on her husband’s grave
Helpless as she tells me of her slaughtered son

Helpless as I gaze at her begging to exist
Helpless as I kneel with her begging her kind not to oppress her own
Helpless as I look at her calling on her maker for salvation
Helpless as I contemplate at her seeking hope from the horizon

Find her picking of what is left in the Rift Valley,
Find her re-purify her face in Lake Naivasha
Find her counting losses in tea plantation in Kerico
Find her echo in Nandi Hills calling for Peace….

Find me, helpless wondering if there is more I can do to help…

Last night the moon and I were talking, I found hope in helpess situation

Hope that exist within
Hope that looks beyond human greed
Hope that finds good in human spirit when evil surrounds
Hope that I see in the sky filled with smoke from burnt houses

Hope that I see in the horizon of my imagination
Hope that goes beyond the shadows of yesterday
Hope that over comes yesterday’s hatred
Hope that confronts my memory of conflict

Hope that looks beyond human eyes
Hope that sees present suffering ending
Hope that has faith in today’s youth, in the unborn generation
Hope that destroys selfish oppressors’ plans

Hope in hopeless crisis…

By David Mwambari
USIU 2008

Thursday, January 31, 2008

CEASE FIRE

"I'm in an Easy Coach near Kisumu moving at high speed with a police escort. This is scary. I pray we'll be safe"

Hi there,

Above is a copy of a text message I received from my younger sister Wendy. She left Nairobi on Monday to go and visit my parents when violence broke out on the highway. Thankfully, she made it to Kisumu safely, after taking two days to cover what is usually a 6 hour drive. At one point, everyone in the bus she was traveling in was ordered off by angry youth... Their bus was taken away but later returned to them...

Have you been affected by the violence? We would love to hear from you. TELL YOUR STORY ON our blog. Just click on the comments link below.

WHAT IN YOUR OPINION SHOULD BE DONE TO STOP THE CARNAGE?

Post your comments below

AID
Nada Kaid in Zanzebar has been putting together donations (mostly used clothing) and sending it to affected areas in Kenya. Please let us know if you are interested in helping in this or any other way. We'll help to cordinate your donations and make sure they get to the right people. Just send me an email. markgaya@villagevolunteers.org

NEWS
Below are links to some news organizations covering the events.
Reuters has some really good video coverage (disturbingly graphic) and so far, the NY times has been covering the written story fairly well. For some reason I have not been able to access the Nation media website...but maybe it's just my connection

CNN

BBC

NYTIMES- well covered story

REUTERS -DISTURBING CLIPS-EXCELLENT VIDEO COVERAGE.

TIMES-UK

NATION- KENYA

STANDARD- KENYA

Cheers,

Mark

Monday, January 28, 2008

More Fire

Hi Everyone,

I would like to send my apologies to the forum, especially to Timothy Mlay and David Mwambari, for the delay in posting their articles. This is an important time when our voices are needed to try and find understanding in the turmoil, to help chart a way forward and to comfort our friends and family in the Kenyan frontline. I promise to post future submissions in a timely manner.

WE MUST GO BACK TO HISTORY
Timothy Mlay’s analysis of the violence, posits historical injustices in land redistribution as a cause for the extended turbulence. From my understanding of his piece, Tim reasons that Kenya is closer to ‘a Zimbabwe’ than it is to ‘a Rwanda’. Do you agree with his assessment? What do you think of his portrayal of Kenyatta as the root cause of today’s offences in the Rift Valley. To read and comment on his article, click on the side link titled, 'we must go back to history". l

Our regular blogger David Mwambari has sent us a copy of his front-page article for the Rwandese Daily, The New Times. The article is a commentary on the effects of the skirmishes on the elite and the poor people in Kenya. To read and comment, click on "sacrifice, but for who?"

Welcome Caleb Omollo, Susan Partnow, Kim Clune and my good friends and former classmates Linda Majani (USIU) and Jason Monteiro (UN). We look forward to reading your thoughts.

Cheers,

Mark Gaya

Sacrifice, but for who and for what?

In 1950s and a large part of 1960s, the African young men and women who were interested in the fate of their colonial countries and continent were more concerned with liberating their people from European colonial rule.

These were the likes of Ghanaian Kwame Nkrumah, Tanzanian Mwalimu Nyerere, Kenyan Mzee Jomo Kenyatta, Nelson Madiba Mandela, Ms. Winnie Mandela, Patrice Lumumba - the list goes on. History validates their generation’s sacrifice as having fought for independence and for us their then unborn generation. Critics will focus more on their failures, forgetting that no human is immune to error. In post independence era, another group emerged blinded with greed, and lust for power.

In 1970s and1980s they enlarged their “society” giving birth to innocent minds poisoned in their socialization . Currently, Africa finds herself with a large, divided youthful society. The first group is composed of the elites whose character and thought process has been heavily intoxicated by western ideals, from language, to culture.

Their arrogance exhibits oppressors’ behaviour under a different skin color. They have learned from their fathers’ greedy hearts and looked up to their uncaring mothers’ souls. In their thinking, anything African is dismissed as uncivilized, a village up country is a no-go zone, and their definition of identity is influenced by television and magazines.

They are rarely found on the streets rioting for any issues that affect society; they are often found in bed on election day with a hangover from last nights heavy drinking. Their jobs are taken for granted; they earn fat salaries and bank it overseas and save some to purchase alcohol for their fellow hypocrite friends. Should the country plunge into a civil war, genocide or any other crisis, they are the first to be flown out of the country.

There is another group of young people whose struggles begin at birth – people from the lower class. Their childhood is marked by hard labour before and after school, that is, if they can afford the resources or get permission to attend (especially young girls).
They have to be exceptionally lucky and bright to make it through high school to university. Their first salary is spent on educating their siblings, feeding their parents if not helping a cousin or relative with long term illness called dependency. Should the country plunge into a civil war, genocide, or any other crisis, they will be brutally beaten, listed for the military as well as put on frontlines in any battles, and if not killed they walk or run long distances to cross into the nearest border.

Africa is a land where the rich dictate the present and future of their country and network to dishonor the continent. Their greed causes uncertainty to the unborn children and their networks expand from the Cape to Cairo. In the last three years, the young people from the middle class and from wealthy families, mentored and guided with their parents ganged up, and started the journey of lying to the poor, majority young voters.

They (poor, young voters) were told there is such a thing as their voices being heard through the ballot box. For once they went out in numbers believing that their majority cries for change matter. The events around the country yesterday were an illustration of this deeply divided society.

Unlike a few weeks ago when riots began, the Pentagon (as the ODM opposition leadership calls themselves) were on the streets surrounded by their blind supporters. Alongside, the 4WDs and SUVs were moving slowly, as they arrived in the city center and the police confronted them.

Dispersed by tear gas and live bullets, the rich and so called “leaders” entered their cars and drove off to the nearest five star hotels, where they were welcomed with a cup of tea. The rioters ran for their lives on foot, without a direction, and if caught by police, were brutally beaten. Even those who were in the city for other reasons assuming the situation is back to normal were caught and not spared by the tear gas.

The police special force is composed of the young people whose learning in the academy seems to have concentrated on how to kill their own brothers and sisters without pity - perhaps with orders from a government minister, a police boss probably somewhere heavily guarded, occasionally sipping the best wine or warm beer.
The police, the rioters and the displaced have something in common; they are both manipulated by the rich, to carry out their political agenda. They all go home on empty stomachs while the bosses enjoy feasts prepared by a well-qualified chef. These two groups tune in for news in the evening to watch and listen to their day re-played on the screen or radio.

The poor ignorant person proudly explains how he is sacrificing for democracy and freedom for his country as the rich look at their political interests while calculating their economic losses or gains.
“You, as young people, should be at the forefront of making sacrifices for Africa. Often, in Africa, instead of young people being at the forefront of the struggle for social justice, they are at the forefront of the struggle for privileges.” - President Yoweri Museveni of Uganda.

And so as we watched a young man making faces at the police on Wednesday protests in Kisumu City on television, and in a split of a second he was shot and lying down dead, this question came to mind: sacrifice for who? Then I was looking into the eyes of a thirteen-year old girl seated in front of her mother’s tent in a displaced camp, I asked myself: sacrifice for what?

Our African young generation has a challenge to address the social inequalities, or else we will continue to submit to the manipulation of the rich with their partners in crime wherever they are in the world.
‘If a free society cannot help the many who are poor, it cannot save the few
who are rich’.

John F. Kennedy, inaugural address, January 20, 1961

By David Mwambari.
The author is an International Relations scholar at the United States International University-Nairobi

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

The Situation in Kenya

We are still safe but tense. Even though there are nomore gun shots and no houses being burnt, people are going about their businesses in a very careful manner. Mathare is even more tense, and nobody wants to be out and about after dark.

I have now been working at the Mathare Slums for the last several days (my God, I don't even know how many days). Initially, when I went with my Mama na Dada colleagues to Moi Air Force Base, Mathare, on the 3rd January, it was only to assess the situation of women and children living outside the gate of the Barracks.
Our main aim was to offer counseling services to all the people living here, with a focus on women and children, to avoid them getting post-trauma stress disorders. We have been on the ground since then, starting as early as 6.30 a.m. and finishing at 5 p.m.
if we are lucky!

When we started, there was not much coordination, save for the security offered by the military personnel, as well as a little support in the form of food donations by drop-in well-wishers. On the second day, after speaking with Twalib, Sammy, Tanya, Mhesh, Carrie, Kiura, Japhet, and Amit, action started. Everyone has
been been on Mama na Dada started off with a few pencils and
crayons, and a few dozen sanitary pads and toilet rolls, and a lot of faith. After two days on the ground, we took over the coordination and all the logistics arrangements of the place.

We have 470 children, 387 adults and 23 pregnant mothers. I had no idea what I was letting myself into! During the one week that we have been here, I have had some very trying moments, especially listening to women whose husbands and children were either killed or hurt in the violence. There is such raw sadness on their faces, but this is not just because of the loss of their loved ones, but at the loss of friendship and neighborliness. Most of the people in this base are Kikuyus, and they can't understand how the Luos they have lived with all these years have now turned against them. It is ironic that most of the 20 plus volunteers I'm working with are Luos, serving Kikuyus. I know God has a purpose why He has put me and my colleagues in this position. For us to establish exactly how many people are really displaced and are staying there permanently, we had to be at the base - right across town from my house – at 6 a.m. to do registration!

By 12 noon, when World Food Programme brought some food to be distributed, we had over 3,000 people there, and we had to bring in a
contingency of two lorry loads of military personnel to hell! We are learning new tricks everyday. We now insist that anyone who wants to donate food does so at a particular time and we do distribution starting at 6.30 a,m. so that by the time the others come from the
village, we have finished. Of course there are always hiccups. There are many people who bring things and want press coverage or whatever credit for their donations, and today we had one who brought in clothes and insisted that she would distribute. We refused to get involved because we knew how dangerous it would
become. She did and most of the clothes were torn when people fought for them, and before she knew it, she was covered in dust from the stampede. It is not all bad. I have now acquired the name
"Teacher". When things were so confused the first day I went on the ground, I just took out my note book and tore papers and gave children, and as soon as I started giving the few near me, hundreds came out, and before long we were singing gospel songs and dancing our feet out. Several friends have now donated crayons,
pencils, books and other playing things, and when we have had our struggles with adults, we go for comfort to the children and just let go. The sad thing is that they all draw either guns, fire or people lying in bed.

We do not know how long this will go on. Today the peace talks collapsed, and I don't know what will happen as I did not watch news. Raila has now asked for Koffi Annan to be the mediator. Today there have been a few tense places, with some women demonstrators having been dispersed forcefully. I believe if all women talk and think peace, we will have peace, and this is what I'm doing, trying to talk and think peace myself, and trying very hard to get the women I'm working with to see why we all need to
think peace. We will overcome. Well, it is after midnight and I need to go to bed, so I'll try and attach some photos and hope they come
through.

By Joyce Oneko (Laywer, Human Rights Activist)