Be Inspired

Lessons from a House Fly

The Hospital of Terror

The OUKO Riots

The OUKO Remains

The OUKO Phone Call

There was an evil glare in his eyes as his hand tightened its grip on the long shiny dagger

Setting bridges on Fire; Sneaky lessons from history

There was an evil glare in his eyes as his hand tightened its grip on the long shiny dagger

Our eyes met briefly and I could see the terror in his soul

There she was. Kicking and scratching, as three young men in military uniform dragged her...

I closed my eyes. My scrawny body was paralysed to the bone. I could not move an inch.

He fell on his knees as soon as he saw Mama. He held Mama’s bag to his chest and started crying

Terror at Gioto: The dog snarled at me, its sharp teeth barely tearing into my face

We lived with death every day, breathing it and drinking from it

Kiano and the African Renaissance

The Tiger Returns to Inspire

From a Dusty Beginning

The Snake Chase

Kenya’s Healing Moment