Guest guest Posted May 6, 2002 Report Share Posted May 6, 2002 Beth & All, Your post was so touching and very meaningful to me. I remember back when was born, the baby in the box with all the tubes, filled with fluid and bloated and distorted features, filled with fluid (18 lbs), on a ventillator and clinging to life with every breath the machine would give him, a hole in his heart and many other medical problems.. I remember with tearful regret, the wishes I made that he wouldn't survive when I found out he also had Down Syndrome along with all the medical problems. If I only knew back then what life would be now, 15 years later. We've been over many many humps including a missed SIDS episode, having to resusitate him myself and a tracheotomy, not doing well with heart surgery for three years. It was quite a ride through the years with still another diagnosis at 13 " autism " . I look at this little man cub now at 15, with his contageous laugh, his ability to melt my heart with his smile and how tough this guy is, being through such a hard life and as happy as he is in his simple bliss and too wonder if I had to do it all over again would I want him any other way. ONLY without the medical problems he suffered through. He has changed my families life and everyone who knows him, and made me such a better person. I get a lump in my throat to ever think I didn't want this wonderful person in my life, if even for a moment. (mom to 15 DS/ASD) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 7, 2002 Report Share Posted May 7, 2002 , That was beautifully said. It brought tears to my eyes!! Thanks for sharing, I needed to read it this morning. Pam mom to Hannah (DS) and (DS-ASD) age 6 MBrayley@... wrote: Beth & All, Your post was so touching and very meaningful to me. I remember back when was born, the baby in the box with all the tubes, filled with fluid and bloated and distorted features, filled with fluid (18 lbs), on a ventillator and clinging to life with every breath the machine would give him, a hole in his heart and many other medical problems.. I remember with tearful regret, the wishes I made that he wouldn't survive when I found out he also had Down Syndrome along with all the medical problems. If I only knew back then what life would be now, 15 years later. We've been over many many humps including a missed SIDS episode, having to resusitate him myself and a tracheotomy, not doing well with heart surgery for three years. It was quite a ride through the years with still another diagnosis at 13 " autism " . I look at this little man cub now at 15, with his contageous laugh, his ability to melt my heart with his smile and how tough this guy is, being through such a hard life and as happy as he is in his simple bliss and too wonder if I had to do it all over again would I want him any other way. ONLY without the medical problems he suffered through. He has changed my families life and everyone who knows him, and made me such a better person. I get a lump in my throat to ever think I didn't want this wonderful person in my life, if even for a moment. (mom to 15 DS/ASD) -------------------------------------------------- Checkout our homepage for information, bookmarks, and photos of our kids. Share favorite bookmarks, ideas, and other information by including them. Don't forget, messages are a permanent record of the archives for our list. -------------------------------------------- Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted February 23, 2003 Report Share Posted February 23, 2003 Refer to the article, written, that is the stand that insurors are going to argue against us. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted July 29, 2004 Report Share Posted July 29, 2004 Joan, did you mean the group website???? --- Joan Pearse <jpearse@...> wrote: > Hi , > There is also a lot of links and references > on the Achalasia website. There is also a list of > surgeons which have been recommended by those who > have had surgery. This should help you make up your > mind and feel comfortable with the idea. > ===== Carol (aka Carol_in_VA and GrnEyesVA) ....If life gives you lemons, make lemonade... but if life gives you limes, make margaritas!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted July 30, 2004 Report Share Posted July 30, 2004 Yes - achalasia Joan Re: Digest Number 1547 Joan, did you mean the group website????--- Joan Pearse <jpearse@...> wrote:> Hi ,> There is also a lot of links and references> on the Achalasia website. There is also a list of> surgeons which have been recommended by those who> have had surgery. This should help you make up your> mind and feel comfortable with the idea.> =====Carol (aka Carol_in_VA and GrnEyesVA) ...If life gives you lemons, make lemonade... but if life gives you limes, make margaritas!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 6, 2004 Report Share Posted October 6, 2004 , Actually, I now live a safe distance from Mt. St. Helens (clear down in Portland, OR). In 1980 though, it was a different story... On May 18, 1980, when the mountain decided that it no longer could support its top, I lived at the base of the mountain next to a river that was fed by Spirit Lake (the lake that the top of the mountain fell into, causing it to all come down stream in huge tidal waves) I was close enough to watch the flooding, to loose have the town I was in, to loose friends, to watch friends and families homes/logging equipment/animals/cars/etc. flow down river. I was close enough to watch the river boil before the floods came and a man beside me put his hand in the river to test the temp (he was drunk), giving himself 2nd and 3rd degree burns... I was close enough to collect fish from the river that were jumping up onto the banks to escape the heat of the water. I got to see it all... 15 minutes prior to the first wave, we moved to higher ground, where we could still watch... We saw the bridges crack and one go... We saw the houses, identified them and the equipment... It was an all day event. That night, the bottom of the river lifted up due to the heat and sent crashing waves of mud towards the banks (if you could call them that, because previously it was all land rather than underwater)... I will never forget searching the lists to see which friends survived and which did not, mourning the loss of those who died and those who were left homeless/jobless and moved away without any notice or delay due to having nothing to hold them there... I will never forget the neighbors pulling together, all cut off from medical help, from stores, from any outside aid... It was because we were all in this together that we were able to work together to survive, to come up with enough food, to share what supplies we had... We all had something to give... a bed... meat... milk... home canned fruits and veggies... Everyone had something to share... I do miss the area but am glad I don't live there right now... For me, it would be too stressful. I still have family that lives up at the base, some that log, some that work in lumber mills, some that work in the closest medical center... I worry sometimes about them... but there is no more top to fall into a lake that is now vastly smaller not to mention in a different local... The little bits of steam and ash aren't enough to worry anyone... They don't even compare to what we have already lived through... Yet, if you watch the close-ups on TV, you would think that the entire mountain is about to go!!! The mountain is just spewing little bits of steam and ash... Magma is building up close to the surface and many locals are hoping it will be dome building so that the mountain can re-grow its top. It was one of my grandmother's wishes to see before she dies (she is in her 90s, so the timing is good!) They figure all the eruptions that might occur would be contained within the crater due to its size. Yet, there is the possibility that it will send ash and steam skyward as it builds for some time to come. Eruption is necessary for any rebuilding, and all that means is that pressure builds up enough to create a release of steam, magma, or sulfur... It has done that numerous times over the years, but has been quiet for some time (about 8 years), which has created a stir. The most we would see here is ash, and that is only if wind conditions are right. My family, at the base, they are looking at potential flooding due to winter snow melt if things get too hot after a winter snow pack. Even then, the Corp of Engineers has most of that planned for and controls to minimize damages... It isn't as if the rest of the mountain is going to fall into a gigantic lake now!!! ~winks~ Anyway, it is fun to watch... from my windows... from the street... from the lookouts... but I am glad that a repeat is virtually impossible!!! ~hugs~ Rabecca Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 2, 2007 Report Share Posted October 2, 2007 chifu, that is a powerful story - and a shame as you write. within the story, i see many rich territories for theater: betrayal, revenge, gender roles, power-seeking and the "fruits of it," along with the "fruits of death." shame and remorse. forgiveness.i suspect their are many microstories that would resonate with people and their struggles.anyone want to try a hand at adapting this to theater? i'd be willing to work with you.lars-----Lars Hasselblad www.mixedmedia.us + www.peacetiles.net802-563-2757 On Oct 2, 2007, at 9:30 AM, AIDS treatments wrote:A bridge to the latest hiv/aids in KenyaMessages In This Digest (1 Message)1.Kenya: '‘Why I wanted to spread HIV’ From: ChifuView All Topics | Create New TopicMessage1.Kenya: '‘Why I wanted to spread HIV’Posted by: "Chifu" chifu2222@... chifu_wa_malindiMon Oct 1, 2007 2:12 pm (PST)It is a darn shame.ChifuCurrently in Toronto, CanadaMobile: 646 963 8017`Why I wanted to spread HIV' Published on September 29, 2007, 12:00 am By Amos KareithiWith a song on his lips, a wallet stuffed with currency notes and revenge in his heart, the administrator set for his mission.Mr Reuben Tuje, the assistant chief of Chasimba sub-location in Kilifi District controls the crowd during the Chonyi Sports and Cultural Festival His plans were simple. First would be the Mama Pima who sold mnazi (palm wine), then the bar maids in Kilifi and, if resources allowed, he would go to Mombasa.He had secretly applied for a Sh130,000 loan. He was determined to spend every cent of the money, and then he would meet his maker.One morning as he embarked on the one-kilometre journey, his wallet was bulging with currency notes. Later in the day he planned to travel to Kilifi town.A few days earlier, Mr Reuben Tunje Ndago had buried the woman he had engaged with in secret love affairs. Gone, too, was their child. Now he had a burning mission to accomplish and there was nothing to stop him.The irritating boils on parts of his body had paved way to serious wounds and more serious infections.He had been in and out of hospital every other week and at one time spent days in bed, unable to perform the simplest of tasks.Now that he had secured a loan, he had not factored how it would be repaid and neither was he bothered how his seven children would fare after he was no longer alive.His worst fears had been confirmed. But all that was poised to change. The man had resolved he was not going to play in the hands of fate any more.With a burning rage of betrayal and a desire to correct the wrongs committed against him, he set out on a mission to "teach" the world, and womenfolk in particular, a lesson.Fruits of deathFive years later, Ndago recoils in shame remembering the enormity of the crime he had intended to commit.His wife adjusts his collar. He has gone public about his HIV status.Picture by Kilonzi"It was like mass murder. I wanted to use every penny in enjoying myself and spreading HIV. I was bitter and desperately wanted revenge," Ndago says.The Chasimba assistant chief vividly recalls how it all started."For five years I had not been faithful. I jumped in and out of many beds with strange women. My philandering had finally borne fruits. The fruits of death," Ndago adds.In 2003, the administrator, whose first calling in public service was as a teacher, was a devastated man who had a grudge against humanity.After becoming a chief in 1997, Ndago says he had set out to enjoy the newly found freedom and status brought about by his new designation in the provincial administration.He says the bitter truth dawned on him after his concubine died, hot on the heels of her daughter's death.Shortly after this, the administrator started exhibiting some disturbing symptoms. Both him and his wife, Mrs phine Nazi, developed skin conditions."We were afflicted with many opportunistic diseases. We suffered from running stomach, wounds and skin infections," the administrator says.He adds: "I secretly visited the Voluntary Counselling and Testing Centre (VCT) at the Kilifi Kenya Medical Research Institute. The results were positive and my life was never the same again."For a long time he agonised on what to do next. He could no longer live in self-denial. This is when he decided he would dramatically depart from the world."I wanted to infect as many people as possible. This was the sole reason I had taken the loan from Harambee Sacco. I wanted to teach women a lesson," Ndago said.But before he could put his plan to action, something happened and all his diabolical schemes were scuttled. This also changed his life forever."I was walking to the office one morning in May, 2003. I had some money in my pocket. Then I heard an inner voice: `Hizo nia zako Ndago hazinifurahishi (Ndago, your plans do not please me,'").This startled the administrator, who was then 39 years. He continued walking to his office, where yet another surprise awaited him.The man says: "I had just switched on my small portable radio when I heard President Kibaki in an advertisement pledge how he and his Government would help eradicate the virus."The President's voice directly hit Ndago as if the Head of State was talking to him directly at a time when he was embroiled in an internal struggle.He bolted out of office and rushed home, feigning sickness. His resolve to spread the HIV had considerably been weakened."I told the people waiting outside my office that I was not feeling well. I needed time alone. I decided to go directly to bed," he recalls.That night he broached the subject of HIV/Aids to his wife. He said the infections they had been fighting with could be directly related to the virus.He said he feared the symptoms could have been from HIV/Aids infection and coaxed Nazi to accompany him to a clinic.Ndago, for the second time, went to a VCT, this time dragging his half-hearted wife along.He was overwhelmed when his wife, pardoned him for his unfaithfulness and bringing the virus home.As fate would have it, the results were positive for both of them. One of the seven children also tested positive.As the now devastated administrator tried to come to terms with his predicament, he made some tough choices."I used the loan money to buy 100 galvanised iron sheets. I also purchased some building stones and a grade cow," he says.Walking in the footsteps of the biblical Saul who was touched on his way to Damascus, Ndago decided to dedicate some of his loan money to God."I bought a quarter acre plot at Dzitsoni trading centre at Sh20,000. I used a similar amount to purchase some building materials."But if he thought the community he had once wanted to persecute was going to be sympathetic to him, he was in for a rude shock.His contribution to set up a church for the Redeemed Gospel Church made some mouths in the village wag.Some accused him of feigning illness and HIV status to get money from donors."Some Christians in church also distrusted him. They wanted him to hand over the land ownership document for the plot "before he died"."To them I was a man on death sentence I was supposed to die any time. When I told them I was not about to die, they excommunicated me. My church was deserted," Ndago says.It was around this time that Ndago says Kemri offered him some anti-retroviral drugs but he refused, opting to recreate his body's immunity by proper dieting.The chief, who had since decided to go public with his HIV status, was now forced to photocopy the results from the VCT and distribute them to disbelieving people."I decided to do this when some started doubting me. This made me more determined to expose myself so as to save as many people as possible."Ndago even renamed his church — The Original Lords Church — where he is the pastor. "I believe I have touched the lives of 500 people in Chonyi. I have made it my habit to talk about HIV/Aids in every public gathering.He has since graduated from a simple primary school teacher to an administrator as well as peer educator.Announced HIV/Aids status on wedding dayNdago now chairs the network of organisations involved in the fight against the HIV/Aids in Kilifi and Kaloleni districts.His biggest triumph was on August 18, when he shocked the world by announcing his HIV/Aids status on his wedding day. The most spectacular happening on that day was the decision by the sub-chief to establish two VCT centres on that day."I was pleasantly shocked when 12 people were counselled and tested. This was a big boost to the HIV/Aids war as the villagers are normally conservative and suspicious of such exercises," the beaming chief says."More people would have been tested. They came but some were drunk. We turned them away as they could not be tested before going through the mandatory counselling session and understanding what it entailed."The VCT facilities cannot cope with the large demand from people who want to know their status.The administrator-cum-preacher says he has recruited over 40 people who have gone public on their status.The decision to formalise his customary marriage was arrived at after many sleepless night."I kept asking myself what would be the most fitting gift to my wife, who had accepted and pardoned me despite my unfaithfulness."Then I realised nothing could please her more than my declaration of my love to her," says Ndago."Nothing inspires me more than the love and the unity which has been brought about by my predicament. My whole family is a team. We share a lot and support each other like never before," he adds.He says all leaders ad clergymen should lead by example and stop being judgmental since condemning an infected man could easily send him to an early grave."It is true the disease is mostly spread through sexual intercourse. This does not mean people have not contracted it from blood transfusion or emergencies," he says.Every morning, the man who not so long ago was a pariah meets neighbours who want to know how he had spent the previous night.Being the Government's representative in Chasimba, Ndago hosts villagers seeking various services.The cashewnut tree (Mkanju) along the road has become an extension of the chief's office. Hours before reporting to his office, he will have counselled residents under its shade.His home, strategically located along the road, near the entrance to Chasimba Primary School, now acts as a citadel of hope.In an area still populated with igloo-looking grass-thatched house, the sub-chief's glittering roof too is a beacon of hope, a signpost of modernity, just like his pedigree cow, Kanzi.For a man who was bent on committing suicide as he extracted vengeance, Ndago has come a long way. He is now ready to serve as a role model to save humanity.http://www.eastandard.net/news/?id=1143975239 Back to topReply to sender | Reply to group | Reply via web post Messages in this topic (1)Visit Your GroupHaving cancer is hardFinding helpshouldn´t be.FruitaBü GroupA Parent´s Placeto share ideas onfamily cooking. HDThe official SamsungY! Group for HDTVsand devices.Need to Reply?Click one of the "Reply" links to respond to a specific message in the Daily Digest.Create New Topic | Visit Your Group on the WebMessages | CalendarKenya aids is a forum on hiv/aids you can join at http://www./group/You can also join another Kenyan community based group that is open to all. This forum has ngos and members that are networking on how to help communities in Kenya and the url is KenyainternationalgroupYou can be subscribed directly by contacting the moderator chifu at chifu2222@...Thank you for being a member.Chifu Change settings via the Web ( ID required) Change settings via email: Switch delivery to Individual | Switch format to Traditional Visit Your Group | Terms of Use | Unsubscribe Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 2, 2007 Report Share Posted October 2, 2007 chifu, that is a powerful story - and a shame as you write. within the story, i see many rich territories for theater: betrayal, revenge, gender roles, power-seeking and the "fruits of it," along with the "fruits of death." shame and remorse. forgiveness.i suspect their are many microstories that would resonate with people and their struggles.anyone want to try a hand at adapting this to theater? i'd be willing to work with you.lars-----Lars Hasselblad www.mixedmedia.us + www.peacetiles.net802-563-2757 On Oct 2, 2007, at 9:30 AM, AIDS treatments wrote:A bridge to the latest hiv/aids in KenyaMessages In This Digest (1 Message)1.Kenya: '‘Why I wanted to spread HIV’ From: ChifuView All Topics | Create New TopicMessage1.Kenya: '‘Why I wanted to spread HIV’Posted by: "Chifu" chifu2222@... chifu_wa_malindiMon Oct 1, 2007 2:12 pm (PST)It is a darn shame.ChifuCurrently in Toronto, CanadaMobile: 646 963 8017`Why I wanted to spread HIV' Published on September 29, 2007, 12:00 am By Amos KareithiWith a song on his lips, a wallet stuffed with currency notes and revenge in his heart, the administrator set for his mission.Mr Reuben Tuje, the assistant chief of Chasimba sub-location in Kilifi District controls the crowd during the Chonyi Sports and Cultural Festival His plans were simple. First would be the Mama Pima who sold mnazi (palm wine), then the bar maids in Kilifi and, if resources allowed, he would go to Mombasa.He had secretly applied for a Sh130,000 loan. He was determined to spend every cent of the money, and then he would meet his maker.One morning as he embarked on the one-kilometre journey, his wallet was bulging with currency notes. Later in the day he planned to travel to Kilifi town.A few days earlier, Mr Reuben Tunje Ndago had buried the woman he had engaged with in secret love affairs. Gone, too, was their child. Now he had a burning mission to accomplish and there was nothing to stop him.The irritating boils on parts of his body had paved way to serious wounds and more serious infections.He had been in and out of hospital every other week and at one time spent days in bed, unable to perform the simplest of tasks.Now that he had secured a loan, he had not factored how it would be repaid and neither was he bothered how his seven children would fare after he was no longer alive.His worst fears had been confirmed. But all that was poised to change. The man had resolved he was not going to play in the hands of fate any more.With a burning rage of betrayal and a desire to correct the wrongs committed against him, he set out on a mission to "teach" the world, and womenfolk in particular, a lesson.Fruits of deathFive years later, Ndago recoils in shame remembering the enormity of the crime he had intended to commit.His wife adjusts his collar. He has gone public about his HIV status.Picture by Kilonzi"It was like mass murder. I wanted to use every penny in enjoying myself and spreading HIV. I was bitter and desperately wanted revenge," Ndago says.The Chasimba assistant chief vividly recalls how it all started."For five years I had not been faithful. I jumped in and out of many beds with strange women. My philandering had finally borne fruits. The fruits of death," Ndago adds.In 2003, the administrator, whose first calling in public service was as a teacher, was a devastated man who had a grudge against humanity.After becoming a chief in 1997, Ndago says he had set out to enjoy the newly found freedom and status brought about by his new designation in the provincial administration.He says the bitter truth dawned on him after his concubine died, hot on the heels of her daughter's death.Shortly after this, the administrator started exhibiting some disturbing symptoms. Both him and his wife, Mrs phine Nazi, developed skin conditions."We were afflicted with many opportunistic diseases. We suffered from running stomach, wounds and skin infections," the administrator says.He adds: "I secretly visited the Voluntary Counselling and Testing Centre (VCT) at the Kilifi Kenya Medical Research Institute. The results were positive and my life was never the same again."For a long time he agonised on what to do next. He could no longer live in self-denial. This is when he decided he would dramatically depart from the world."I wanted to infect as many people as possible. This was the sole reason I had taken the loan from Harambee Sacco. I wanted to teach women a lesson," Ndago said.But before he could put his plan to action, something happened and all his diabolical schemes were scuttled. This also changed his life forever."I was walking to the office one morning in May, 2003. I had some money in my pocket. Then I heard an inner voice: `Hizo nia zako Ndago hazinifurahishi (Ndago, your plans do not please me,'").This startled the administrator, who was then 39 years. He continued walking to his office, where yet another surprise awaited him.The man says: "I had just switched on my small portable radio when I heard President Kibaki in an advertisement pledge how he and his Government would help eradicate the virus."The President's voice directly hit Ndago as if the Head of State was talking to him directly at a time when he was embroiled in an internal struggle.He bolted out of office and rushed home, feigning sickness. His resolve to spread the HIV had considerably been weakened."I told the people waiting outside my office that I was not feeling well. I needed time alone. I decided to go directly to bed," he recalls.That night he broached the subject of HIV/Aids to his wife. He said the infections they had been fighting with could be directly related to the virus.He said he feared the symptoms could have been from HIV/Aids infection and coaxed Nazi to accompany him to a clinic.Ndago, for the second time, went to a VCT, this time dragging his half-hearted wife along.He was overwhelmed when his wife, pardoned him for his unfaithfulness and bringing the virus home.As fate would have it, the results were positive for both of them. One of the seven children also tested positive.As the now devastated administrator tried to come to terms with his predicament, he made some tough choices."I used the loan money to buy 100 galvanised iron sheets. I also purchased some building stones and a grade cow," he says.Walking in the footsteps of the biblical Saul who was touched on his way to Damascus, Ndago decided to dedicate some of his loan money to God."I bought a quarter acre plot at Dzitsoni trading centre at Sh20,000. I used a similar amount to purchase some building materials."But if he thought the community he had once wanted to persecute was going to be sympathetic to him, he was in for a rude shock.His contribution to set up a church for the Redeemed Gospel Church made some mouths in the village wag.Some accused him of feigning illness and HIV status to get money from donors."Some Christians in church also distrusted him. They wanted him to hand over the land ownership document for the plot "before he died"."To them I was a man on death sentence I was supposed to die any time. When I told them I was not about to die, they excommunicated me. My church was deserted," Ndago says.It was around this time that Ndago says Kemri offered him some anti-retroviral drugs but he refused, opting to recreate his body's immunity by proper dieting.The chief, who had since decided to go public with his HIV status, was now forced to photocopy the results from the VCT and distribute them to disbelieving people."I decided to do this when some started doubting me. This made me more determined to expose myself so as to save as many people as possible."Ndago even renamed his church — The Original Lords Church — where he is the pastor. "I believe I have touched the lives of 500 people in Chonyi. I have made it my habit to talk about HIV/Aids in every public gathering.He has since graduated from a simple primary school teacher to an administrator as well as peer educator.Announced HIV/Aids status on wedding dayNdago now chairs the network of organisations involved in the fight against the HIV/Aids in Kilifi and Kaloleni districts.His biggest triumph was on August 18, when he shocked the world by announcing his HIV/Aids status on his wedding day. The most spectacular happening on that day was the decision by the sub-chief to establish two VCT centres on that day."I was pleasantly shocked when 12 people were counselled and tested. This was a big boost to the HIV/Aids war as the villagers are normally conservative and suspicious of such exercises," the beaming chief says."More people would have been tested. They came but some were drunk. We turned them away as they could not be tested before going through the mandatory counselling session and understanding what it entailed."The VCT facilities cannot cope with the large demand from people who want to know their status.The administrator-cum-preacher says he has recruited over 40 people who have gone public on their status.The decision to formalise his customary marriage was arrived at after many sleepless night."I kept asking myself what would be the most fitting gift to my wife, who had accepted and pardoned me despite my unfaithfulness."Then I realised nothing could please her more than my declaration of my love to her," says Ndago."Nothing inspires me more than the love and the unity which has been brought about by my predicament. My whole family is a team. We share a lot and support each other like never before," he adds.He says all leaders ad clergymen should lead by example and stop being judgmental since condemning an infected man could easily send him to an early grave."It is true the disease is mostly spread through sexual intercourse. This does not mean people have not contracted it from blood transfusion or emergencies," he says.Every morning, the man who not so long ago was a pariah meets neighbours who want to know how he had spent the previous night.Being the Government's representative in Chasimba, Ndago hosts villagers seeking various services.The cashewnut tree (Mkanju) along the road has become an extension of the chief's office. Hours before reporting to his office, he will have counselled residents under its shade.His home, strategically located along the road, near the entrance to Chasimba Primary School, now acts as a citadel of hope.In an area still populated with igloo-looking grass-thatched house, the sub-chief's glittering roof too is a beacon of hope, a signpost of modernity, just like his pedigree cow, Kanzi.For a man who was bent on committing suicide as he extracted vengeance, Ndago has come a long way. He is now ready to serve as a role model to save humanity.http://www.eastandard.net/news/?id=1143975239 Back to topReply to sender | Reply to group | Reply via web post Messages in this topic (1)Visit Your GroupHaving cancer is hardFinding helpshouldn´t be.FruitaBü GroupA Parent´s Placeto share ideas onfamily cooking. HDThe official SamsungY! Group for HDTVsand devices.Need to Reply?Click one of the "Reply" links to respond to a specific message in the Daily Digest.Create New Topic | Visit Your Group on the WebMessages | CalendarKenya aids is a forum on hiv/aids you can join at http://www./group/You can also join another Kenyan community based group that is open to all. This forum has ngos and members that are networking on how to help communities in Kenya and the url is KenyainternationalgroupYou can be subscribed directly by contacting the moderator chifu at chifu2222@...Thank you for being a member.Chifu Change settings via the Web ( ID required) Change settings via email: Switch delivery to Individual | Switch format to Traditional Visit Your Group | Terms of Use | Unsubscribe Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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