The Squirrel and the Elephant

The Squirrel and the Elephant

A few months ago, Kura and I were sitting by the Ewaso Nyiro River in Samburu.  After a 12 day trip in the field, we were enjoying watching a family of elephants play in the river.  Kura was in a reflective mood. “You know, Mama Rungu,” Kura said, “we have to be...
A Baby Named Boma

A Baby Named Boma

When we arrive back at Judy’s house a large group of women are waiting for us.  They’re beautifully adorned in their jewelry and headdresses and all of the women are wearing bright orange shukas. Omar puts a bottle of water in my hand as our entire group heads out to...

The Famine Next Time

A recent opinion article by Samuel Loewenberg in The New York Times (November 26, 2011) correctly observes that the current hunger crisis in the Horn of Africa, which has afflicted some 13 million people, was predicted for months. “The drought has been mounting...
The Trees of Sand

The Trees of Sand

At dawn we drove out of the village toward the Chalbi Desert, a land of dry volcanic sand that stretches all the way to Ethiopia. Judy and Ali, as well as a couple of other village friends, all lifetime residents of Kargi, were interested in joining us on this...

BOMA Accolades on the Web

BOMA was recently listed as one of “50 Nonprofits Making a World of Difference” on the Matador Network, a Website that publishes independent, original and in-depth reporting on the global travel culture. The report featured nonprofits around the world—including such...
Begging is the First Born

Begging is the First Born

At Judy’s home in Kargi there is a stick hut with burlap walls. It has a dirt floor, a bed made of sticks and a thin foam mattress. This will be my room for the next two nights. We arrived in the middle of the day. I asked Omar to bring me a basin of water into which...