So We Do Not Lose Heart

So We Do Not Lose Heart

Written by Bruce Rossington Muhammad Ali once boasted: ‘I float like a butterfly, but I sting like a bee’.  I was reminded of these words as I sat listening to Phanuel’s interview.  I was beginning to think that I had become desensitized to what happened here in 1994,...
Shake Hands with the Devil

Shake Hands with the Devil

Written by Andy Brown In 1994, one million Rwandans were killed in the span of three months. Killed not by a bomb or weapon of mass destruction, but by a million weapons of small destruction, garden tools mostly. Killed not so much by an army, like the genocide of...
Little by Little, The Basket Fills Up

Little by Little, The Basket Fills Up

Written by Mike Saum Aba na aba kwijaza kibaba. Little by little, the basket fills up. The truth of this local proverb is exemplified in the day-to-day life of the Mwani, a least-reached tribe living on the northern coast of Mozambique, and the ministry of the AIM...
I Am The Enemy

I Am The Enemy

I Am the Enemy ; By Anonymous The sense of being behind enemy lines began when we got off the plane. Immigration was immediately suspicious of us and it took a favor from the US Embassy to be released from the airport. A friend and I came to this North African nation...
Seeing A Way Out

Seeing A Way Out

Written by Andi Clinard Seeing a way out . . . “What do you see?” Bernard Kabaru asks. He glances first at the faces of his workshop attendees, then over his shoulder, to the wall. A picture of an empty, destroyed house is projected there. “What do you feel?” Kabaru...
Blurring the Lines

Blurring the Lines

Written by Andi Clinard At the moment, there’s a lot that stands in contrast in Kenya. Raila Odinga and Mwai Kibaki. Orange Democratic Movement and Party of National Unity. And, perhaps most of all, Kikuyu and Luo. Or, given the day, any of the other lines able to be...
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