Isaac is a musician, youth leader, and much more. As is typical for many growing up in the slums, he learned to wear many hats. He first became involved with Access Afya in January. Having done some work assisting development organizations in their survey work, he was recommended to me to assist with my field research. During the past month his involvement in community outreach and planning for Access Afya has grown: he has helped navigate local political structures, mobilize youth, and plan health events. He continues to work on his music and performances. The following is dedicated to Mukuru, our pilot community.
Greetings People of these wonderful and mystic world where the rainfalls sun a shine at the same time, warm breeze a blow, rivers streams a flow feeding mother earth making it easier for mama earth to provides for it’s beautiful inhabitant. Nature includes us and wildlife as a whole, it provides more than enough for the survival of it’s inhabitant, but it keeps me wondering asking myself questions but no answers. What why these double standard lifestyle and fashions in the name of modernity and civilization that favors a few and oppress the majority? Who made classes, first second and downtrodden citizens of the world? All I know is that we are journeying, either from realization to ignorance or vice-versa, because it seems no one cares whether the situation grows from good to worse, urban-rural migration people moving to cities and towns in search of jobs and good life which ends in frustrations.
Since independence, life in urban set up has been expensive as usual. Most of this people couldn’t afford bills especially rent –
they turned to build structures made of cartons and polythene papers, as a way to survive within the cities.
As the trend continued slums were born now made of mud, poles and iron sheets and they are rapidly emerging at the moment due to high cost of living.
The past leaderships didn’t put a plan or quarters for low income earners. And if it is there I don’t know how long or far it will go.
Slums is a world within the world you know.
In slums there are a few or no formal structure,
enough schools and medical facilities.
Slums are the most populated and congested areas, squeezed open sewages running water children playing barefooted, some half naked, flies, garbage in every corridor. Slums where poverty, desperation, disease, crimes, political violence, exploitation, drugs and ignorance find a host by force.
Like in my home slum, big in the middle of industrial parks and middle class suburbs.
When am crossing this bridge, where the river cries black tears cutting across this big slums of Mukuru.
Houses of rusted iron sheets measuring 10 by 10 feet hosting families,
Sometime they call them ‘’self-confused’’ housing because this house performs many functions:
Its’ the kitchen
and sometimes the bathroom.
Imagine you are a family of seven members in that small room! That’s not new come to these places when there’s disaster like slum fire or illicit brew killings.