I’m cynical about stories of men from the slums who meet white, missionary-like NGO types and fall in love. Of course I had heard of Kennedy Odede of Shofco and this narrative fit the bill so I watched it …
I’m in Mwingi, Eastern Kenya. I’m not here as a part of a fancy caucus to evaluate poverty. I’m not en route to Garissa town, up the road. I’m certainly not here for holiday either…obviously. I’m here to write …
