A Mukuru arrivo in 25 minuti di taxi. Dopo l'area industriale, qualche chilometro fuori Nairobi, dopo Lunga-Lunga Road, siamo arrivati. Io e Martina, la mia accompagnatrice irlandese, salutiamo il chairman dello slum. Visito il Centro fondato da Martina qualche anno fa: una piccola scuola per parrucchieri, un cortile per accogliere i bambini dei genitori che lavorano, un minuscolo laboratorio informatico. Il Centro è circondato da alte lamiere. Per arrivarci cammino su passaggi stretti mezzo metro, un metro, tra una baracca e l’altra. Children everywhere, moms who cook dinner, some men sitting in front of the house, some food stalls selling freshly cooked, roasted corn cobs, ugali and vegetables. Meeting the Glorious Hotel, stay costs 100 shillings (one euro), the plates are painted pale pink. There's the Top Life Butchery, unmistakable smell, Eden Gift Shop for those who are married, Little London Market and Luxury Paradise Pub that has two types of soft drinks. There is also a driving school, has no car, but road signs are clearly painted on turquoise sheets. Two weeks ago came from the Municipality and have razed a thousand shacks with bulldozers because the oil has to go here pipe line between Mombasa and Uganda, of Tamoil, Libya's property, with the support of ENI, who are responsible for refining oil extracted nell'Albertine Rift in Uganda. Way of the concrete huts destroyed or abandoned. Few have returned to their native villages in the countryside. The majority remained with relatives who live in slums and who are close to make way for newcomers homeless. People are angry because he lost his job and started after the demolition has been a huge hole, a true boulevard that makes it possible to "rub" and a panoramic vision and deep in the slum. The Kenya Power reports that the slum using electricity illegally. Water is also illegal and is managed by a local cartel that sells for 5 cents per 20 liters. The pipes are buried, but the passage of trucks and other heavy equipment made them stand out and appear disconnected in many places. Difficult to think that water comes clean pass on the road because the drains that leave the barracks and pay anywhere. However, to fill a 20 liter jerry can spend half an hour. There are hospitals, clinics, doctors, there are none. There is a bell'odore of shit. The two private schools are surrounded by open sewers. The vast majority of the population of Mukuru can not afford to send their children to school: you pay 500 shillings (about EUR 5) al mese per ogni bambino e sono pochi i genitori che possono pagare una cifra del genere. Proprio accanto alle due scuole, dove giocano i bambini, passa la ferrovia e ogni tanto qualche bambino finisce sotto un treno merci. Sono molti i bambini che si perdono o vengono rapiti e portati via perché i genitori che lavorano non possono proteggerli o li abbandonano. La stragrande maggioranza dello gente di Mukuru non ha i soldi per mangiare. Andiamo a trovare una signora che dopo aver fatto la scuola di Martina ha aperto un “salone” da parrucchiere. Ci accoglie con orgoglio ed è visibilmente contenta. Un cliente si taglia i capelli per 20 centesimi di euro nel salone che è 2 metri per 1 di lamiera ondulata. Comprese nel prezzo ci sono le pillole per il mal di head or stomach ache. I'm tempted to give me a nice cut, partly because those bulldozers will be back, the show's days are numbered. There's quite a traffic of people, who sells tomatoes, some knives, many do business, chat, nobody bothers us, no one spoke to him. Mukuru was born 35 years ago and has about 500,000 inhabitants. The cabins of 4, 5 or 6 square feet home 7, 8, 10 people. There are bathrooms, toilets, nothing. Many residents of Mukuru come from regions at war, they lost everything. Others are refugees who have never known any other kind of life still on the run from one place to another. ©
PLAY PRIVATE PAUL CAME THE SWORD