Sometimes i feel philanthropic enough with my time and as such this weekend i decided to visit a children's home in one of Nairobi's mushrooming satellite towns i.e kayola. Kayole a neighborhood known more for its negatives than positives lie on the far east side of the city in the sun.Into kayole and along the way the most conspicuous things other than dumped plastics bags is pentecostal churches dotting the route to Kayole 1 estate e.g holy Ground church, Shedah Gospel church etc., as sign of religion being the opium of the poor. After 30 minutes ride from city center we at kayole rehabilitation center. A home for street girls. the home hold about 200 young girls. We are met by some of the girls at the bus stop who are eager to assist in carrying some the foodstuffs that we have brought. I became an instant friend with carol, a tall young and shy looking, beautiful girl.
Carol has quick strides and am the first one in the compound, carol takes me straight to the in charge of the center his name is David commonly referred by peers, colleagues and even the girls as 'Davie' . He is very welcoming and after we gather around in a space of what can be termed as assembly ground Davie introduces us to the children and gives us a quick tour round the rehab compound. But as they say the devil is in the details inside, the issues that boil down in this home are not evident until the eloquent Davie tell us about his time in this home. the home is run by the city council of Nairobi known for ineffectiveness and the warring councillors am surprised there is something that can come out of it. The home receives support the Kenya corporates and well wishers like me. But in contrast to the well groomed classrooms, the doms and environment in general, the inside story from Davie narrations that open to the ugly side of this rehab story. Sodomy its so rampant among the former street boys and cannot do with out it. The dormitory once with double decker beds are are now halved to discourage the vice. The situation was so bad that the boys at one time would give up their meal of githeri in exchange for the act. In a series of a few posts i will delve more in this. as i always say there is more to do and discuss about our society than sex this, society is sick , its ill and its crying for diagnosis and treatment.
Wandai.
The sexist society we have become
