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Kenya 2006
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Last year's 'Kenya diaries' proved popular reading, so I'm turning writer now - I'm going in depth! Watch out for the following events: peformance for and dinner with the former president, interesting 'lift' home in private jet; and the people - the children, the orphans, those that make it all so worthwhile.
Kenya Diaries 2006....
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| Feb 23 |
Early morning start from South coast to Heathrow. It's a cold morning , but looking forward to some warmth on the other side. The roads are unusually clear, so Baby Jag has a nice cruise to Heathrow.... Business parking £301 for 17 days !! ... I'm in the wrong line of work.. maybe I should open up Burton's Airport Parking Services !! Mind you I could have used the other parking lot miles away from the airport, but I've got a lot of luggage ! Gonna be a very intensive trip.
British Airways are unsympathetic to my pleas ... and tell me to cough up for the overweight baggage, £26 per kilo, and I've got 10 kilos too many !! This trip is costing me , but hey it's worth it, and I'm not going to deprive those less fortunate than myself of what I'm taking for them !
Onto the 747 , no-one in the next seat to me.. brilliant !! I can stretch my long legs a little. A rather warm Kenyan gentleman in the same row- he works with kids with learning disabilities.. so we get chatting.
I sleep rather a lot on the plane... I am tired.
It's night time, so I get the privilege of looking out of the window seat and see the wonderful lights of Kenya.
Nice landing, Pilot !
Off the aircraft, and once again meet my name-sake Kenneth, who ushers me through immigration
With typical efficiency, the driver is waiting downstairs... within minutes I get a call from Claire Lowe, one of the organisers, to welcome me, and tell me she's sending me a mobile phone SIM card with loads of minutes... now that's kindness for you !!
Off to the Holiday Inn..recommended , by the way... for some more superb first-class Kenyan hospitality and food. The hotel is nicely situated, superbly landscaped, with its own hairdressing and beauty salon (well, with no hair on my head.. that's all I needed !!)
..Nice shower, and good night.....
to be continued
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| Feb 24- Friday |
A pleasant night at the Holiday Inn, no mosquito bites (yet); spoilt for choice at breakfast; hotel workers who actually say 'hello' with a big smile; everyone bending over backwards to make you feel welcome...this is Kenya !!
Am met on time, (in fact even earlier than anticipated), by Charity & Ruth, who will transport me around the various homes of the education programme.
First stop- The Nest in Limuru. I am admittingly tired and I have a full day ahead, but when I step out of the car and the little cherubs come running, and holding my hand and shouting 'Uncle Ken'... when I step in and hear them all singing 'Jesus on the telephone, tell Him what you want' (which I taught them last year)... their voices echo around the whole neighborhood. I feel at home again..the tiredness is soon forgotten. They all line up outside , and we have a really good time again, as kids and a guest percussionist play percussion and sing without inhibition. These are most beautiful mtoto wa Afrika (children of Africa).
I'm continuallt amazed by the tremendous vision and sacrifice of those who run these homes for children, who are often abandoned, orphaned, disadvantaged, disowned..the list goes on. One cannot conceive of anybody not having nothing but the biggest of hearts for such beautiful kids.. but poverty can often cause people to do some really unconventional things which lead to these unfortunate situations in the first place...I think that's where it's all got to start ..at the root cause of the issue
After a great morning, trust me I don't want to leave...I have to go on to Shangilia Mtoto Wa Afrika.. in Nairobi. This home for street kids was started by an American actress, and has a strong emphasis on performing arts. I am encouraged to see that a New York organisation has gifted them with a recording studio so they are able to record their talents and generate funds. They sing for me "We are the beautiful ones, the beautiful ones are we.. We are the beautiful ones.. the children of Africa ". They are indeed very beautiful..and talented. Once again, the dedication of the staff astounds me. On to a third place..more like a school than a home..it's Mama Ngina. They sing to me again..all the songs I taught them last year, and we work on a few new songs , which they get into. They love 'The Old Ark She Movering' .. a Negro Spiritual. As always, there are the shy and the more vocal, but the shy soon break into smiles and get involved .
Wow, three homes on my first day.. I don't feel shattered, I feel greatly encouraged. Having visited these homes last year, I see some faces and the way they have matured in a year, and look better, simply because they are being cared for and nurtured. They have an inner pride, a desire to progress against the odd and be something.. and I pray for them and support them all the way..God bless these children !
Tomorrow, it's the adults for a day.
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| Feb 25-Saturday (I call it Sabbath) |
Today is normally when I ‘d be in a church having church. Well I’m not in a church, but still having church. I’m doing a gospel music seminar , organised by a fellow Seventh-day Adventist musician whose name is Ken... what a coincidence.
There are hundreds of singers in the auditorium, and my job is to get them singing together a couple of songs; my work is not hard, because they are all from choirs, and they pick up quickly and sing passionately. The choirs do what Kenyans love to do...sing for their guests.
So one by one. After each break, the choirs sing and dance. Dance and movement is natural to the music making of this country. I did not miss a moment on the camcorder. Who knows, I might be a seasoned African dancer by the time I return to Kenya.. well a nice thought anyway!
The day ends on a big high as all voices sing ‘Voice Of Praise’, and I get back to the hotel for some much needed rest, and enjoying some nice food and entertainment, of course.
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| Feb 26-Sunday |
It’s part two of the adult workshop. This time it’s for the teachers and choir directors, so it’s less of the song and dance and more lecture and technical stuff, but it’s still another enjoyable day. They ask lots of questions, share ideas with other choral directors from around the country... I share rehearsal techniques, choral tricks –modifying vowels and all that.. We all agree that the time was too short and next time I need a week.. What ! A longer stay in Kenya next time?. Let me think about that one ..Thought about it...OK, we’re on !!
Lunch is at the Arboretum..a serene setting , which is also going to be one of the performance venues. I meet up with Peter from Garden Opera, who are part of the whole festival, and have been since its inception three years ago...I’m the ‘new guy’ ! Peter has been giving workshops to university students on music theatre. He is enjoying it as much as me (if it’s possible to enjoy it as much as I do).
Back to the hotel, a nice long afternoon to rest. It rains, so my plans to go into any one of the swimming pools are abandoned. It’s a rest on the bed and listen to the raindrops. Let me just add that Kenya is going through a serious drought, so rain is welcome; and it has been quite hot. Thirty degrees in March...not used to that, but could very easily get used to it. It’s back to the kids again tomorrow.
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| Feb 27 -Monday |
Another great breakfast, early start to Nyumbani- a very amazing place for kids who are HIV positive. I expect to see many faces I saw last year, but they are no longer there....I start thinking ‘what’s happened?’ , and then my fears are put to rest when I learn that they have been integrated into normal life, and are in schools getting a good education. My admiration for the home deepens.
It’s time to meet the kids. I want to adopt the whole lot of them.
There is one girl whose smile would light up a whole city. It’s one of those infectious smiles which turn into laughter. Each kid introduces themselves ‘’’ Good morning , class.. I am ... and I am....years old, and I am a girl/boy” . How sweet. We sing songs, and also play some rhythm games, such as ‘sign, sign’...brings me back to youth club days in church.
Once again, it’s hard to say good-bye, but we have another home to get to. This time it’s Kibera . Kibera is the largest slum in Africa, about a million plus people living there; the girl’s refuge , run by the Kenya Girl’s Guide Association, does a fantastic work in bringing integrity and sense of dignity to the young ladies, and preparing them for life. Nancy runs the home so fantastically well.
As last year, the girls take a little time to ‘sus’ out strange faces’, and as soon as confidence is built, they begin to engage and they start to sing their hearts out
.. they smile, and in fact they get me to sit down and they sing to me. This is emotional as the girls sing with that look of honesty on their face ‘ after all ...I shall rest from my labours and cares ’ .. they sing of a better world to come, and they believe it. I remember the tune and the harmonies , and the young lady who led out with so much confidence. No apologetic singing here..just from the heart.
Thus ends another rewarding five visits to orphanages and street homes. This is an important part of the programme.. seeing people, working with them, letting them know they are not forgotten. This means a lot to them...it means a lot to me. I am more fortunate than they are... I have a lot.. I know I do. I’ve had a stable upbringing, with parents who have always been together. Always had food on the table, money in the bank, freedom to worship and go wherever I want in the world . Yet I am encouraged and I receive joy from all those whom I visit- their warmth, and love, their honesty.
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| Feb 28 - Tuesday |
Well the visits and workshops are all over. A lot of ground covered in just four days, yet I'm feeling refreshed.
Today is an important event: - a press conference for TV, radio, newspapers to learn about the whole musical event run by Kijani. This all happens at the rather plush Norfolk Hotel in Nairobi, outdoors in the midday Sun, under the trees. Chairs with white furnishings are neatly laid on the lawn. Individuals take their place at athe main table which include president of CFC Bank and Kenya's former attorney general, the Honorable Charles Njonjo.
We all say a few words including main sponsors, Safaricom, and the whole proceedings are eloquently chaired by Lis Woods, the chair of the Kijani Kenya Trust , which is responsible for getting us to Kenya in the first place to run education programmes and performances to help raise funds for conservation projects and in the fight against HIV/AIDS.
It all goes well. The children from Nest Orphanage in Limuru are privileged to be a part and they perform with great enthusiasm.
Following the conference, there are interviews galore with newspapers, TV, and pictures with the Nest Children. On to the next engagement: a performance at a new shopping mall- the Nakumatt Junction- which involves the children from the Nest Orphanage, who are joined by Shangilia Mtoto Wa Afrika-a street home with a performing arts emphasis.
Homeboyz (Sound engineers for the tour) ably deliver a great sound system, and the children's voices echo around the shopping mall.
A bit of food, and back to the hotel. It is raining. That is a good thing- cools things down and goes some way in replenishing water supplies in a country suffering a drought in many areas. Nairobi is not hit, but the places which are hit need our fullest support- it has not been fully reported in the UK, but there are millions at risk.
Back to the hotel, to relax, enjoy some good Kenyan food, some rest.. Tomorrow is a rarity... a free day. The diary will have little to report. But on Thursday the London Adventist Chorale arrives.....watch this space ! ! ! !
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| March 1, 2006 |
A free day.
Not much to write about.
Nice breakfast, nice lunch, nice dinner, nice rest... rained a lot ! ! ! !
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| March 2 (Thursday) |
This is the day the fourteen singers of the London Adventist Chorale arrive. They would have started out from London at 10 in the morning, stopped of in Doha, Qatar for five hours (but, thanks to a delayed flight, five hours became seven !!!), and then got back on the plane to fly across to Nairobi.
Well, they finally landed. Their delay meant a late breakfast for me. Oh, let me explain. The general manager of the Holiday Inn very ,very kindly reserved a section of the restaurant for the choir to be able to enjoy full breakfast.
The kitchen staff at the hotel probably did not realise that a London Adventist Chorale appetite is typically twice that of normal mankind.
Well, none of the chef's food was returned to the kitchen on this morning- the choir made sure of that !!!
We jump into the transport. Pure genius- mathematics , science , the Krypton Factor - call it what you like- but to be able to have fit all of us and our luggage in the transport....you get the picture ! ! ! And it was a three hour journey ..and some of the roads were ..let's say on another level..only that those other levels all seemed to be on the same part of the road. Nevertheless we enjoy it as much as we can. The singers of the Chorale are good humoured - surprisingly well humoured given that they had been on airplanes and in airports for the best part of a day.
We pass the Rift Valley on our left- breathtaking views. Amazing scenery. We stop. I congratulate myself that I'm able to barter on a small gift for my wife,and did not cave in to cries of 'we have not sold anything for weeks; . In desperation they sell it to me, most likely for twice its real cost !
Well finally, we enter the town of Nanyuki, past a British army barrack and a few soldiers probably off to play tennis or something like that and drive through some gates into the Nanyuki Sports Club, where we will stay for a couple of days. We get familiar with the surroundings- some of the singers map out their route for the early morning run. They love to keep fit
After eating again, we are told that the next meal is going to be in less than an hour.. Don't think so ,chef! It's time to sleep. We sleep, well I don't, I have another rehearsal to do.
I go into town and meet the choral singers who will be participating in tomorrow's concert. They are brushing up on a familiar song 'Voice Of Praise' which I wrote as part of a 1997 commission. It's right up their street. We rehearse it a few times and get really enthused that it's gonna work really well in the concert.
It's nice to meet up with a few choir directors whom I met at the workshop the previous weekend. once again, the welcome is characteristically warm. Return to the accommodation to partake of some mouth-watering food. My wife and I don't really buy and cook meat at home (my wife is vegetarian). However....this is a country where the only GM food you get is GREAT and MOUTHWATERING !!! The chicken we had that night tasted so good and 'healthy' that even a vegetarian would probably recommend it. Well , time to get some shut-eye , as the first major performance is on tomorrow at the stadium.
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| March 3 - Friday |
Well it's time for the first Chorale concert at Nanyuki . We get up and eat all the food in sight, have a little walk and then go to visit an orphanage in Nanyuki. A lecture in perseverance against all odds is given by the manager of the orphanage - well it wasn't a planned lecture, but when she spoke about what the home has been able to do and how it has been built up- that was a lesson there in front of our eyes- we had our business management course condensed into twenty minutes.
. It's a typical scenario- a building with many parts in urgent need of repair, yet buzzing with the activity of beautiful kids, whose lives have been rescued and turned around. This home has taken kids from the streets ,and developed them into university students.
There is always the story that grips your heart in a place like this. That one thing that sticks out.... and this was it: we visited the nursery , full of babies- who you just want to take home with you . We saw twins who were literally days old. They were rescued from the streets, where they were left abandandoned and about to be eaten by dogs !! They look healthy and as with the other children reach out to receive love. None of them even know what's happened to them in terms of being able to verbally explained- they are literally days, weeks and months old. However, their faces often say it all - "Where is Mummy? Where is Daddy?" - we humans were created social beings- with needs : needs for love, care- need for a hug and an arm of protection.
I'm so in awe of those who have given up their whole lives to give these children a brighter future. No accolades, no TV cameras, no knighthoods - because they are not known , neither is their desire to be known - their desire is just to love, and give to others. That is at the heart of the Christian message, and the example consistently given by Jesus himself,
Oh yes, we've got a concert to get to. It's back to base for some more of that mouthwatering food, rehearsal time, showers , shaves, after shaves and looking oh so well groomed. Into the cars, and on to the stadium.. Stage is still being built.... not too long to start . Guest choirs rehearsing all over the stadium. In my typical style, I run from here to there and back to here again, sounschecking, rehearsing, listening from audience point of view. Praying that it does not rain- this is an outdoor concert in a stadium.
Attendance not as good as we hoped for , but we love it nevertheless, and just give our everything. What was special was to meet the audeince afterwards. Actually a few celebrities there including an actress, and members of the African Children's Choir. Are those raindrops I feel? Time to get back into the cars and head back to base.
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| March 4 - Sat |
It's a long way back to Nairobi- we load the cars . Kitchen sinks et al ! !
On the way back we stop at Nanyuki Seventh-Day Adventist Church to actually participate in the service. The church was incomplete - no windows- but there was something I loved about it - it looked like an ancient temple- so I pretended in my mind that I was back in history.
Acoustics were just great, and choir just sounded fabulous in there. The congregation had the typical warmth. You felt at home immediately.
Now it's time for the journey back home . Put it this way...those roads have definitely seen better days. Kwik-Fit would have flourishing trade. In all fairness , there is evidence of change - many roads are actually being fixed, so when I go back in 2007, my roller coaster days will be over!
Finally- we get to Nairobi, check in to the hotels - and once again enjoy the culinary delights .It's an early flight tomorrow, so king-size double calls me !
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