Many of us cried like little children—We had lost everything we worked for our entire lives.
A chokoraa like me cannot report a rape case and have it followed up, like people with stable homes. Where do you even start when you do not know the person who assaulted you?
Out on the street, I saw that someone had spray painted “Gay Journalist” in big letters across my car. I felt myself sink down into what would become months of depression.
We were so poverty-stricken that our village considered us social pariahs. We would go begging for jobs around the neighborhood and instead be chased away, beaten, and even spat on.
One night, we all slept hungry, and I came home the next day to find my mother crying. It was then that I decided that my hands would change our story, and ventured into boxing for money.
He's a newsroom mortician where the stories are deadly and funerals are feared.
After Graduating with a First-Class Honors in my Bachelor of Education, I am now a champion for women’s rights in West Pokot.
In our community, you are either a man or a woman. I grew up as a man due to my community’s expectations and having been born in the 70s, a time when no one knew about intersex people. I was therefore forced to live and act like a man.
Hospital bills, fraudulent doctors, poverty and COVID-19 all contribute to a rise of impoverished teen mothers with nowhere to turn.
Kenya has one of the highest rates of child trafficking in Africa, largely because of the vulnerability of the country's young mothers.
The robbery lasted for a few minutes before the scene went quiet and everyone rushed inside.
When COVID-19 isolated expectant mothers, Jemimah Kariuki founded an ambulance service exclusively for maternity care.