Kenya supports efforts to advance a peaceful resolution to the Russia–Ukraine conflict through dialogue, diplomacy and respect for the principles of the United Nations Charter.
We believe lasting peace is best secured through cooperation, adherence to international law and a stronger, more representative global system.
Held talks with Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky on the sidelines of the G7 Summit in Évian, France. We reviewed progress in Kenya–Ukraine relations and explored opportunities to deepen cooperation in trade, agriculture and food security.
We also agreed to fast-track plans for the establishment of a grain hub at the Port of Mombasa to strengthen regional food security and help address supply shortages across East Africa.
@ProfKibwana@tairusi Happy Birthday 🎂 🥳 🎉 @ProfKibwana one great living mentor of mine...God give you more days and susu tuu...may she live to see you grow to greater grace
About this picture.
Those who don't know me personally, I went to Alliance High School.
Ensure Kingeero villagers don't see this post.
I did not go to Alliance.
I went to Mai ya Ihii Mixed Day and Boarding Academy the neighboring school to Alliance.
Before you say anything, our uniform was exactly like Alliance. This was not our fault.
Whoever designed that uniform had a vision and we were simply the beneficiaries of that vision.
The entire village of Kingeero believe I am an Alliance man.
I do not correct them.
Not once.
Every year Kenyan high schools would gather for science competitions and present innovations and ideas that were meant to demonstrate the intellectual future of Kenya.
Mai ya Ihii Mixed Day and Boarding Academy would attend every year.
Every year we would be eliminated at the zonal level.
We would pack our bad ideas, travel to the zone, present whatever we had assembled and return to school the same day with nothing but the experience and some githeri if they had fed us.
Then in Form 3 God intervened in the specific form of a transfer student.
Buchaa.
Buchaa came from Friends School Kamusinga with a science idea so powerful it bypassed the zone, bypassed the region and took Mai ya Ihii Mixed Day and Boarding Academy all the way to the National Science Congress.
At State House Girls High School.
Nairobi.
I want to be honest with you about my priorities at the National Science Congress.
The science was not my priority.
My priority was that I was now in Nairobi, in a national competition, surrounded by girls from schools I had only seen in newspapers.
This was my moment.
That is where I met her.
Linet Kimani.
Linet Kimani was everything I had been specifically requesting from Jehovah in my evening prayers.
Everything.
She was stunning.
She was the school head girl.
Straight A student.
Her English hit every consonant with the precision of a BBC presenter.
Mine, fresh from Kingeero via Mai ya Ihii, was doing its best.
We hit it off immediately.
When she asked my name I said George Njoroge with the full confidence of an Alliance man.
When she asked my school I gave her the P.O. Box of Mai ya Ihii Mixed Day and Boarding Academy.
I did not explicitly mention it was not Alliance.
She did not explicitly ask.
We began writing letters.
This was before mobile phones.
Letters were the technology.
You wrote. You waited. You wrote again.
The anticipation was the entire relationship.
Linet and I wrote for months.
The letters were long. They were detailed.
They were the correspondence of two young people completely in first love.
She was writing to an Alliance man.
This arrangement worked beautifully for several months until the day it didn't.
I don't know exactly how she found out.
I only know that her final letter arrived.
Hard.
Strong.
Precise.
The English in that letter hit every consonant harder than any previous letter had.
She wanted her picture back.
Now.
Here is where I need you to understand something about the boys of Mai ya Ihii Mixed Day and Boarding Academy.
These were loyal men.
Men of character.
Men who understood that when one of their own was in a crisis of this magnitude, you did not ask questions.
You simply mobilized.
I walked into my classroom.
I explained the situation.
Without hesitation, without judgment, without a single unnecessary word, my boys reached into their desks, their bags, their wallets and produced fifteen photographs.
Fifteen.
Pictures they had collected from various girls over various years through various means that I did not investigate.
I sat down and wrote Linet Kimani her final letter.
"Dear Linet Kimani,
I am not sure which Linet you are but please find attached fifteen photographs.
Kindly identify yourself amongst the fifteen, return the remaining fourteen, and keep the one that is you as a parting gift.
Goodbye."
I want you to know that I have never heard from Linet Kimani again.
Was honoured as a Special Guest at the 23rd Graduation Ceremony of Kampala University earlier today at the main campus in Gabba, Kampala City. I cherish my friendship with Owek. Amb. Al-Haj Prof. Emeritus Badru D. Kateregga, the founder and Vice-Chancellor of this great institution of higher learning that bestrides Uganda, Kenya and Rwanda. Indeed it is impressive that the graduands were from eight different nationalities, with a good number of Kenyans. It's noteworthy that Kampala University is the only one I know of with a designated "Kenya House". The University is a living symbol of the East African Community (EAC) spirit and AFRICANACITY.
Congratulations Prof. Kateregga and the entire University Community, which epitomises an incredible bond that binds the leadership, faculty, students, their families, friends and partners into one beautiful seamless tapestry. @KHCKampala@KampalaUni