Years ago there was horrific violence.  People were still worried the violence would return. One day a man stood up to speak beneath a tall flag, he told the people what happened the last time there was fighting.  There were photos on the ground of a dead man.  Thousands of people died.  There was a photo of a morgue so packed with bodies so that the door would not shut.   Men lined up to look at the pictures, without speaking, staring down at them for some time.



Elisha told me that during the violence, the enemy tribe cut off arms and heads and threw them at his tribe.  He said this was unfair because the people in Kibera were only throwing rocks.  I don’t know if this was true.