Author Archive: Liz Ekakoro

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Let’s Speak Peace: I am a Kenyan, Peace is my Language

| July 13, 2017 | 1 Comment
Let’s Speak Peace: I am a Kenyan, Peace is my Language

I am a Kenyan, With roots from Uganda Born of a Teso Raised with the Luhya But peace is my language.   I am Kenyan Loved by the Luo Sister to the Turkana Friend to the Kikuyu But peace is my language.   Yes, I am Kenyan Taken by the Kalenjin Embraced by the Embu […]

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A Diaspora Story: Accept yourself, Embrace yourself, Love yourself

| July 2, 2017 | 1 Comment
A Diaspora Story: Accept yourself, Embrace yourself, Love yourself

I was using public transport in the western headquarters of the country (Kenya). The sun was saying goodbye and darkness was silently creeping in. This transition would be more exciting to a person in the western world, how the weather was or the time of sunset. Here, we talk of day and night. It was […]

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My take on the current State Of The Nation

| March 15, 2017 | 1 Comment
My take on the current State Of The Nation

As a Kenyan who has lived in the country for at least two decades, I must appreciate the fact that we have come far. A lot must have been done to get us where we are now. Well done to the masterminds behind the development so far. It is honourable to give credit where it […]

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A letter to my daughter-Life is not an easy journey

| November 25, 2016 | 1 Comment
A letter to my daughter-Life is not an easy journey

A good read for all the mothers and mothers to be,for all the young girls starting in life.It is good for the fathers and fathers to be.Life is not an easy journey! My dearest daughter, I am waiting for you like the dry lands await the rain. It is with great joy that I anticipate […]

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STAND OUT, FORGET THE STATUS QUO!

| September 26, 2016 | 1 Comment
STAND OUT, FORGET THE STATUS QUO!

Growing up in the village, I attended a school where more than half of the students did not wear shoes. It was almost a fight, because my mother kept reminding me to wear shoes every morning. I was shy or rather ashamed of putting on shoes because I would be stared at like a stranger. […]

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