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For the last year or so i have been working in Kibera for a peace project that entails bringing together the community based organisations that cary out peace activities in Kibera building thier capacities and pooling them to work together. the challenges of my work not withstanding i have seen great change in the people and particularly the youth. I have seen a side of kibera few know about, a youth that is more engaging, cooperative and equallly aggressive, older men and women who are more cooperative and equally informed and children oh the children aint thy just great. We recently organised a run for peace, dubbed running the race for peace in kibera and engaged Athletics Kenya who used the races to identiify young talented runners to represent the District in the Provincial championships, that in itself was something great for Kibera. Most of those selected did not even know they could run, they were mostly football players. Then yesterday 14th Feb 2010 was a memm...

yesterday it really rained hard here in Nairobi, I was on my way home and as usual no body had planned for the rain so we were dashing from one covered place to another, then came this man who offered to share his umbrella and walk me to my bus stop.........i thought about this and wondered why I had doubted the all providence nature of our God......it was difficult to get a matatu home and as usual they had hiked the fare............a lady with a baby was equally drenched and out of interest and concirn for the baby i asked her where she was going, it turned out we were going to the same destination. she had been waiting for transport home with her baaby for over an hour.......we later waited for another hour and when we eventually got a matatu the fare was one hundred, the lady with the baby only 50..........I remembered the man with the umrella and how he had to go out of his route to bring me to the bus stop and told her, you dont have to go out I will help you out. Her reply...

Every morning in Africa A gazzelle wakes up it knows it must run faster than the fastest lion otherwise it will die Every morning in Africa A lion wakes up it knows it must run faster than the slowest gazzele otherwise it will die it does not matter whether you are a lion or a gazzelle but when the sun gets up you better ger running otherwise you will die