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  1. Kenya Basket ladies

    Local craft in my village

  2. Kenya National Youth Service - Computer Class

    This is a group of my students at the National Youth Service - Yatta School of Agriculture in Yatta, Eastern Province, Kenya.  They are all learning how to use the computer for the first time.

  3. Kenya Too Cool Little Boy Joseph

    Just beyond the National Youth Service gate, where I live on the side of a hill overlooking Lake Naivasha, Kenya, are a number of very small wooden structures, where a number of families live. After I exit the gate on my way to catch a matatu bus just down the winding road, swarms of small children come pouring out of the houses. One way to avoid having to shake hands with a lot of germy kids is to give a GO-TA greeting, where you tap fists together than take your fist to you heart and than r...

  4. Kenya Students and friends

    My students whom I adore

  5. Kenya Students and friends

    My new friends

  6. Kenya Friends

    Some of the girls.

  7. Kenya Love my students!

    Great pic of my students and me!

  1. Kenya Philosopher King in a mud hut.

    Sept 15 2004 I found the Philosopher King in a mud hut. At the end of his or her service, most volunteers have a wish for their departure. That is, that , although, he leaves the village, his legacy and good efforts will stay. I trusted John; he had that kind of determination to turn a mud house into a marble palace. The DDC. the African Inland church, the people in Ikutha, and even those in Ikutha were unsure of his capabilities. ‘He is a young man,” they thought. As if all ...

  2. Kenya Merry Christmas!

    About a week after my swearing-in ceremony, fellow PCV Susan Gibson and I traveled to my site.  It was nearing Christmas, but, being on the equator, it was very hot.   We dumped all of my belongings in the house, took stock of what was there from the PCV I replaced, then went to the village to get essentials.  We began soaking beans upon our return and began to get the house in order. We started up the charcoal jiko and put the beans on to cook, outside, of course, as it was so nice (except f...

  3. Kenya The Vomit Clinic

      Excerpts from my blog at http://bigtummyinkenya.blogspot.com February 4, 2006. My friend Julia runs the village vomit clinic. She calls it an herbal medicine practice, but when sick people come over to your house and barf into a basin so you can analyze it, I call it a vomit clinic. She has been running it for about four years, and people come from as far as Kapsabet, the district capital an hour and a half away by bus, seeking the healing powers of puke. The vomit potion is a family secre...

  4. Kenya The Little Rose on Ngong Road

    I have become accustomed to seeing groups of school children walking for miles, all in their school uniforms, to and from school every day. Some of the groups are made up of 10 kids or more, some are groups of 4 and occasionally I will see them 2 by 2 – but I don’t remember in rural Kenya ever seeing a single school child walking alone. So I remember for just a second, that when I first caught sight of The Girl on Ngong Road, that seeing this young (probably about 7) school girl walkin...

  5. Kenya Tacos or Butt Cheeks?

    This story takes place while I was still staying with my home stay family in Naivasha, Kenya.  During the day we were in language and cultural classes.  The evenings we spent with our new families - talking, having dinner, the sisters helping me with swahili, me helping them with their math. One night when I arrived home, I realized we would be eating early as dinner was already started.  Mama Mary (as so named after her first born, named Mary) was home and called to me "Robin, oka,...

  6. Kenya Too Cool Little Boy Joseph

    Just beyond the National Youth Service gate, where I live on the side of a hill overlooking Lake Naivasha, Kenya, are a number of very small wooden structures, where a number of families live. After I exit the gate on my way to catch a matatu bus just down the winding road, swarms of small children come pouring out of the houses. One way to avoid having to shake hands with a lot of germy kids is to give a GO-TA greeting, where you tap fists together than take your fist to you heart and than r...

  7. Kenya This is what I shared with my co-workers on March 1st

    I served in Kenya from 1989 to 1991 as a small business advisor in a small village named Sochoi, five miles outside Lessos, Kenya.   I learned so many things from Peace Corps and Kenyans, especially the Nandi people (with whom I lived). These lessons have guided me every day since leaving Sochoi. From Peace Corps, I learned to "leave behind a process, not a product."  Succinctly said, it's more important -- and more difficult -- to empower people than power up a building, generato...

  8. Kenya Speaking of Things that are Sharp....

    I only have a few minutes to write before I have to go to school. It is a little after six, I have been lazy lately and not getting up at 5 like I should. I wake up at five and then hang around reading in bed hoping to wake myself up enough to stumble out of bed. It never works and I am trying to find new ways to convince my body that 7 hours is plenty of sleep. I have always been an eight hours of sleep type person and my body absolutely hates me for cutting back to 5 or 6 hrs. But tod...

  9. Kenya Mama Said There'll Be Days Like This

    I am having a rough week. On my way to school Wednesday, my bicycle broke. I was riding downhill when I heard a loud SNAP and knew I was in trouble. I know what you are thinking, “Ryan, you already told us this story”. Unfortunately, and frustratingly, I am not repeating myself. My bicycle broke AGAIN. For the third time in two weeks. I spend most of my time pushing the damn thing to and from school. It is really starting to annoy me. I fixed the brakes last week, rode the thing for a ...

  10. Kenya Ah, the Good Life

    This has been an amazing weekend. I had had a mildly stressful week. Everything just ganged up on me and tried to drag me down; the bicycle breaking repeatedly, the last time hopefully for good so I can have an excuse to get a new one, the desert getting even hotter than normal which is totally not fair, having guests and a new neighbor coming over to my house twice a day all week thereby destroying any semblance of privacy I used to pretend I had, and one of my fellow volunteers ET-in...

  11. Kenya They can smell my fear…

    Yes, I think they can smell fear, and no I am not talking about hyenas, or jackals; I am talking about camels. Those damn camels! I love them even though they are being big jerks. I am becoming scared of them. A few weeks ago, a camel was strangely offended by me. He had run towards me, kicking up his heels and tossing his head like a silly, upset horse. I had just stood there, not sure what he was trying to do. It wasn’t until later that I realized that he could have easily kicked me in the ...

  12. Kenya Can a simple compliment lead to rashes and bleeding from the eyes?

    It is almost February and my school is getting ready for the form one students to report. I am anxious for them to come so I can begin teaching. I am currently only teaching one class and am afraid I am getting relaxed and used to my light schedule. I also think it is not the best practice to have students show up to school more than a month after opening day. I am actually not looking forward to the first few weeks of teaching the form one students. It will take them a few weeks to u...

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Map of Kenya
status
Open
program dates
1964-Present
current volunteers
68
cumulative volunteers
4,877

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