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THE COASTLINE TASTE BY: Jeremy Leariwala One of the crows that had been screaming nearby flew too close to my head, forcing me to duck. It wasn’t the first time that had happened but I was still not used to it. I watched as it made a sharp turn and fly back to join a few more crows on the pavement behind me. The sun had a few minutes before setting and the ship I had spotted breaking the waterline was about 200 meters away. I went back to what I was doing with my pencils and eraser. The month is October, the first month of the last quarter of the year. When the year started in January, just like very many other people did, I made a list of resolutions. Things I wanted to do this year. Now that nine months are gone, this is the best time to review my list of things to do and try to hurry up before the New Year knocks on my door. Looking around myself, all I see is a serene environment. Cars parked, Kenyans of all walks of life going about their businesses, birds flying about ...

REVISITING MY SCHOOL BY Jeremy Leariwala On a bus from my rural home to my work station in the city, I received a call from the Head teacher of my former high school. A surprise call it was indeed. He wanted to invite me for the Parent’s day event as an old-boy of the school. How long had it been since the day I graduated from the school? I asked myself. “I want you to come and talk to the boys and tell them your experiences out there in the world.” He said before I could ask him to clarify what exactly the school expected from me. A few seconds of silence tick by before I pick the correct words. “That is okay with me. I will come,” I said and disengaged. Talking to young men/women has always been my role in one way or another. The issues facing the young generation cannot be exhausted unless we are all committed to address them. I then called back the principal to inquire about his preferred topics to be covered, just to define my focus point. The day of the even...

A ROSE IN THE DESERT By Jeremy Leariwala History has it that on 13 th April 1969 Padre Della Consolata founded a 38 beds capacity hospital at the foot of a mountain in a place called Wamba. He put it under the management of one Dr. Silvio Prandoni (A specialist in tropical diseases) supported by Consolata Sisters as the nurses; nursing and caring for the sick has always been more of a calling, a devotion and a sacrifice, just like evangelism. He named it Wamba Catholic Hospital. The purpose of the hospital was simply to provide access to quality healthcare for all who needed it, regardless of their economic status. The immediate beneficiary was the nomadic pastoralist of those years, but the facility, through fund raising acquired medical equipments and medicine, grew to be a de-facto referral hospital with a 200 beds capacity, unrivalled quality service and an airstrip to be used by the flying doctors when the need arose. Wamba Catholic Hospital and Dr. Silvio Prandoni ...