While I will avoid the obvious Bon Jovi pun (sorry Christie), I should inform you all that I have officially passed my halfway point of being here in Kenya - a fact that I truly cannot believe.
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A fact that many Westerners do not know about Kenya is how diverse it is. Due to it’s equatorial and coastal location, it has been at the confluence of trading routes from all over Africa, the Middle East and parts of Asia…
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It does rain here, albeit only for a short period of time throughout the year. When I arrived here in July, it became very apparent that is does rain here, even as the sun beats oppressively down on your face. You look around and there are gullies, valleys and dry riverbeds that dot the landscape.
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I mentioned in the previous post that there is an additional ceremony after a month in which the circumcised boys fully become morans. This ceremony is called “lorora” or the bird throwing ceremony. I had the pleasure of attending the lorora at the manyatta where I witnessed the circumcision last month on this past Sunday.
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A week or so ago, I had the honor and pleasure of attending a unique tradition in Samburu culture. Before I begin, I will preface by saying that out of respect to Samburu and this emotional day, I did not take any pictures. To start, one must understand a little about Samburu culture and society.
Read MoreI have been in Wamba, my “home” in Kenya for a few days now. One thing that becomes quite clear when you arrive in this area is the vast array of colors that dot this landscape.
Read MoreGreetings from Samburu!
I arrived in Kenya on the evening of July 15th, and after spending a day in Nairobi orienting myself and stocking up on supplies I flew on a single engine Cesna plane to Samburu County.
Read MoreHere is a first look at The Samburu Project article to be published in the March issue of AirKenya News! Thank you Cheryl, Carole, Evelyn, and all of our friends at Air Kenya who continue to support our work in Samburu.
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My name is Benedict Letaare. I am twelve years old and I am a student at Sere-Olipi Primary School. Over the past five years, we were sad because of the dirty shelters, food, clothes and toilets. Classes where very stinky because of lack of water in school and in the community. Concentration was a problem because of tiredness.
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