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Monday, 19 January 2015

The fight against impunity continues


Do people have to shed blood for justice to be meted out? Do children have to suffer for their rights of play and recreation to be reinstated? Is it because the children are in a public school that they are tear gassed with canisters? Probably they are children of peasants and men and women struggling to make ends meet? They were tear gassed in full glare of the cameras; International (BBC, VOA and the likes), national and local journalists. Pictures they say are worth 1000 words. A policeman was injured even though they had five police dogs, machine guns and heavily armoured.

Who on earth goes to a primary school with kids and uses tear gas canisters and police dogs? Their crime; occupying public land that used to be their playground. A private developer or is it investor having blocked off the playground from the reach of the primary school children while they were away on holiday. Intelligentsia it appeared, had briefed the police that events would turn messy as they did go there in five cars, both administration and regular police.

I was on my way back to school to pick my school certificate and saw what transpired while in the car. On this day things happened. Public outcry had seen to it that pupils in school get their rights, their right of play. A right some pupils in some schools have been denied because they are private schools or in public schools where land grabbers act with a lot of indemnity and there is no public outcry. It is only because the school is in a relatively affluent area (near Weston Hotel, Airport View Estate, Wilson Airport and Amref) that they were able to repossess the land awaiting final judgement? 

This is a right that they would have forgone if the media had not highlighted the encroachment of their playground by powerful forces that had fenced off the land belonging to a school. It is not yet determined who owns the school playground but preliminary reports indicate its title was acquired in 1974 by Lang’ata Road Primary School. I am sure many Kibera residents have their children in this school since it offers FPE.


It seems the builders of the wall were like “Utado?” This is an attitude that is slowly being entrenched but needs to be shunned by all means and ways. The children can’t do anything, the teachers might not do anything, but the public can, through social media, since some of those on social media are former students and parents in the school.


Christened #OccupyPlayGround on social media, I must commend those on twitter for coming together and tweeting on the illegality that was being condoned in public view yet hitherto the playground belonged to the school. Someone whose children were not lacking in amenities had thought it unworthy and hived off the playground next to Weston Hotel from the children whose parents had them taken to Lang’ata Road Primary.


When I was a pupil in a public school (Hill School), I used to love playing. Luckily, our school would issue us with footballs that we played with every time we went for games as opposed to balls home made using plastic bags. Some schools have no PE time and games though. Those that have no land for PE usually hire undeveloped land which involves persuading the owner of the land to let children use it as their playground before the owner decides to officially develop it sometime later in life or sell it to the school. It is a win-win situation. The owner of the land is usually assured of security that the land will not be unlawfully grabbed by conniving land dealers since the school might probably fence it off. The children also get to play and that way they benefit since all school with no play makes John a dull boy.


Our school had three fields. One was known as big field and also had seats like those found in a stadium or those that are found in a theatre or cinema (reversed though) such that those near the playground sat on the lower seats while those at the furthest point had to walk up. 

Big field had two football fields, a netball field, handball field and extra space for hawkers and peddlers to sell their wares. It was usually used for major sports like athletic and football competitions not only by the school but sometimes by secondary schools and some important events in the town that necessarily did not involve pupils. Mostly, we did not go to big field because it was far away from the classes. The other two fields were such that those students in upper primary classes had their own field and those in lower primary also had their own fields, all having hockey pitches.


The good thing with the primary school I went was that the school had workers who would use lawn mowers every other time grass had overgrown and was looking hideous or could hide animals and insects that were harmful and dangerous and thus could injure children. As such the lawns of the fields were beautifully manicured and well maintained.


Near the field next to that of the upper primary field was a basket ball pitch and the Sanatorium. In the event you felt nauseated or traumatized they would take you there (whether in the field, class or dormitory). Opposite the field next to lower primary, the well secured and nicely built hose belonging to the School Principal (It had a principal and headmaster). Since the school was a colonial relic, most of the houses (for teachers) and classes were designed in a manner that bespoke of Anglo-Saxon architecture. Still it was a public school, one that still held onto the culture of teaching children the traditions of Englishmen using Kenyan curriculum.


But today I witnessed a new dawn in governance. Sad that it had to end terribly with close to five children injured. What the land grabbers were telling the government subtly was, “Why don’t you buy children play stations?” Sugarcoating the truth and letting things be without questioning them has now become a national past time. 

Mmmh, like the media said, there is not a single person identified as a private developer, all of them (media houses) only say some private developers made inroads on public land, I also don’t know those private developers *hides face*. 


When the children were tear gassed by police, the acting IG suspended the officer in charge of Lang’ata. Is this not an act of saving face it being a cosmetic exercise? How sure or accurate is this claim now that it reeks of being fallacious? Don’t police usually receive orders from above before they can start pelting those obnoxious and irritating weapons of controlling those picketing?

While in campus, it was like a routine that almost all semesters students demonstrated and had to be shielded back to the hostel using tear gas. In campus the cat and mouse games were fun to some students but when the police realized that they are not reining on students, they pelted more sometimes rarely even using live bullets. Spent cartridges collected hinted to this. 

I know the harsh and piercing feeling having firsthand experience having gone for some of the protests and demonstrations and it is never fun as at times ended tragically. Tear gas fired by police causes one to have a runny nose and the eyes flow tears like it is a waterfall. In campus however they could never dare use police dogs. It would have meant death of the dogs as students united irrespective of the courses they pursued and hurled stones that forced police to retreat when their tear gas canisters got exhausted. 


Some students were however brave and caught the canister in the mid-air and projected back the pieces to the police.The police once tried using horses but rescinded when it became so hectic.


Once, students protested against the killing of a comrade by the police and this effectively meant that comrades were to go to the streets. The altercation lasted from morning to evening when the police were forced to propel canisters to the surging students to take them back to the hostels. It was horrible, my friend came back running like an antelope to the hostel and went straight to the shower, the canister having landed next to him. It was exam time and that night, students were sent home with immediate effect as the exams were also cancelled indefinitely. We went for Christmas having not finished exams.


Concerning the Lang’ata Road Primary School, giving pupils sticks to use to attack police is a complete no no. School children need to be taught on the best ways to ward off provocation by the police. Police are law enforcers and the protesters who accompanied the children should have taught the children better. They might end up disrespecting the police and this is not right. In as much as the pupils were provoked, they need to have even protected the environment also (bet they are taught about environment). Twigs are a way of demonstration in our country which pollutes the scenic beauty of land. Peaceful demonstration where the police are alerted is something that as citizens they need to be taught or have known. I am passionate about the environment and using twigs and careless disposal of the same is something that should be preached against. 


I am watching from a far as the events unfold though. I am hopeful that children in public school who some people consider as of peasant heritage will continue to enjoy their rights as any other children. Just a stone throw away is Jonathan Gloag Academy where the children of the moneyed taken and they speak impeccable English as opposed to the Sheng prone Lang’ata Road Primary. Chances are they never knew that unpleasant scenes had ensured on Lang’ata road and there was a heavy traffic snarl up since Kenyans like watching were it is happening. 


When it is said and done, this day will go down the memory lane as a day that the Kenyan people had fought against the forces of impunity. The government cannot watch as land owned by a public entity is grabbed. The people are the government, and the government is the custodian of the people’s property. We don’t need to picket to ensure our rights are not infringed. The late Wangari Maathai risked her life to ensure the city was rid off from the grabbing of Uhuru Park by those who never wanted or cared about a recreational site within the city. Reason why she won the highly coveted Nobel peace prize.


I am lost of words and when it reaches such a point, I usually sin off by saying.


SITUONANE.
 
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