Yesterday, the first batch of young interns, who are still in college, began their training at our Gitaru Precast Yard.
Over the next 90 days, we will provide practical, hands-on industry training to 60 students pursuing construction-related courses from various institutions across the country.
We believe that for new construction technologies to truly take root, we must first invest in the next generation of builders, engineers, technicians, and innovators. By giving young people real factory and site experience, we are helping shape the future of Kenya’s construction industry.
The future is built by those we train today. No gatekeeping—knowledge is meant to be shared. 🇰🇪
Make time to clean the surface of your PVs … accumulation of dust inhibits energy harvesting by a percentage .
My energy source is hybrid sun ☀️ day time wind at night … am offgrind the clean energy runs the crib and powers my mobility 500km on EV 😂
Am operating on Chinese dream .
¡LO LOGRASTE, LUMUMBA!
Aunque no pudo ver la primera victoria de su país en una Copa del Mundo. Se ganó nuestro respeto.
Michel Nkuka, también conocido como "Lumumba", el aficionado más viral de República Democrática del Congo. Quien permanece como estatua durante los 90 minutos en homenaje a Patrice Lumumba, líder de la independencia del país africano.
No estuvo presente en el primer partido, ya que se encontraba en cuarentena preventiva. Tuvo muchos obstáculos para estar presente en el segundo partido, los altos costos de los vuelos, problemas del visado, autorizaciones de las autoridades. Y después de tanta espera, por fin puedo estar con su país en un partido de la Copa del Mundo.
TIENES NUESTRO RESPETO, MICHEL NKUKA.
En el partido de esta noche entre Congo y Colombia en el Mundial, un hombre congoleño se quedó inmóvil durante los 90 minutos imitando el saludo del líder anticolonial congoleño, Patrice Lumumba.
Lumumba fue descuartizado y disuelto en ácido por EEUU y Bélgica en 1961 por conseguir la independencia del Congo ante el colonialismo y negarse a que los imperialistas siguieran saqueando los recursos de su pais.
Aunque los imperialistas disolvieron su cuerpo, no pudieron borrarlo de la historia, 65 años después, Lumumba sigue presente para millones de personas.
STOP IT! Stop making excuses for your cowardice.
Your primary duty is legislation. The Finance Bill is the most important business of Parliament. It's not an emergency motion. It is tabled annually every June.
What was this more important business you were doing?
Shame on you!
The 2-bedroom mkulima Mdogo shell is complete ✅ in just 4 days.
📐 Total built-up area: 58.1 sqm
Layout includes:
🔳 2 bedrooms @ 9 sqm each
🔳 1 shared bathroom 2.8 sq m
🔳 Small corridor – 1.68 sqm
🔳 Spacious open-plan sitting room & kitchen – 28.8 sqm
🔳 Entry patio – 6 sqm
🔳 Kitchen exit foyer – 1.7 sqm
💰 Amount spent so far: KSh 550,000 plus labor
🔨 Next phase:
Mono-pitch roofing estimated at approximately KSh 100,000.
The design is intentionally simple, practical, and cost-conscious—proof that decent housing doesn’t have to be complicated or expensive.
What traditionally takes weeks can now be assembled in days using our precast building system.
If this unit can be premium finished with Sh 1.2m then officially we have something that is affordable to the masses ✊
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The Anti-Counterfeit Authority has introduced a digital certification mark to fight fake goods in Kenya.
The mark will allow consumers to verify products using a smartphone before buying.
The pilot will cover alcohol, medicines, cosmetics, food, electronics and other products
Today, South Africa plays the Czech Republic.
As a continent, we should be behind South Africa. This is the game they bounce back.
Let's put politics, immigration debates, and social media stereotypes aside for 90 minutes.
South Africa is not just a few viral videos. It's a nation of over 50 million people and, whether you like it or not, it is part of Africa.
Nigeria has problems.
Ghana has problems.
South Africa has problems.
Yet some people only seem interested in South Africa's flaws.
Today, I'm backing Africa. 🇿🇦🌍
Titus Muya is the founder of Family Bank, a major financial institution in Kenya. With no banking experience or capital, he walked into Treasury offices to request a license to start a bank. People dismissed the idea as ludicrous, but his determination pushed him forward despite repeated rejections.
He started as a clerical officer in government ministries after his O-levels, driven by a love for reading and a desire to build something of his own. When his efforts to open a bank failed, a friend suggested he apply for approval to start a building society instead. In 1984, he founded Family Finance Building Society with a single outlet in Nairobi’s Standard Building, using an initial loan of Sh500,000. He hired an experienced manager and even opened the first account himself.
Unable to draw a salary, Muya reinvested everything into the business for nearly 20 years. He shifted focus from corporate clients to unbanked rural communities, offering school fee loans to coffee farmers in Kiambu, Gatundu, and Githunguri, with repayments made through coffee wages. This strategy grew the customer base and revenue steadily. He served as chairman and CEO for 23 years. In 2006 he sold his stake, and in 2007 the society received a commercial banking license from the Central Bank of Kenya to become Family Bank.
Beyond banking, Muya built other businesses including Daykio Plantations Limited, which expanded into real estate, and Kenya Orient Insurance. He also co-founded Alpha Africa Asset Managers and invested heavily in dairy farming. Today, Family Bank is going public with shares trading at Ksh 18, valuing the company at Ksh 29.9 billion.
A week later, I was lying on a plush white sunbed on the private beach of a luxury resort in Cabo San Lucas. The warm Mexican sun baked the tension out of my muscles, and the rhythmic, thunderous crash of the ocean waves drowned out the ghosts of my past.
I was reading a novel, sipping a drink out of a hollowed-out coconut, when my new, replacement phone chimed with an email alert.
I picked it up and opened the message from Chase Bank.
Dear Ms. Davis, We have completed our investigation regarding the disputed transaction of $43,872.15. The chargeback has been finalized in your favor. The provisional credit applied to your account is now permanent. Your new account balance is securely updated.
I exhaled a long, slow breath. The money was safe. My four years of sacrifice had not been in vain. The condo overlooking the Puget Sound in Seattle was still waiting for me to return and sign the closing papers.
I locked the phone and set it aside. I closed my eyes, letting the ocean breeze wash over me.
For thirty-four years, I had carried the immense, suffocating weight of my family’s expectations. I had accepted the role of the lesser daughter, the reliable workhorse, the silent financial backer of the golden child’s dreams. I had believed that if I just gave enough, worked hard enough, and stayed quiet enough, I would eventually earn their respect.
I was wrong. Some debts can never be paid because the creditors are inherently bankrupt of love.
I didn’t have a “family” by their definition anymore. There would be no more awkward Thanksgiving dinners, no more passive-aggressive Christmas mornings, no more midnight demands for money.
But as I lay on that beach, listening to the ocean, I realized I had something infinitely better.
I had myself. I had my hard-earned money. I had a future that belonged entirely, exclusively to me—a future no longer drained by selfish people claiming the title of relatives to justify their parasitism.
They had called me a loser with no family.
But sitting there under the vast, boundless sky, I felt like the absolute winner of my own life. And that was worth more than any lavish, stolen wedding in the world.
THE END.
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Remember the house by the hill , I passed there recently and I saw a beautiful 🤩 complete structure .
All subfloor were composite slabs with 1 meter precast infills .
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Dorm 6 at Kijabe Boys is a precast structure with large windows, multiple exits, and no grills — designed with safety, ventilation, and emergency evacuation in mind.
Ironically, this is the same dormitory that was rebuilt after students burnt down the original Dorm 6 many years ago. As part of a CSR initiative, I was involved in rebuilding it. The sad part is that parents had contributed KSh 5,000 each towards reconstruction, yet no dormitory was built and the funds disappeared. Students eventually nicknamed the project “Prado” after allegations that the culprit acquired a new vehicle while the dorm remained unbuilt.
Back in the 1990s and early 2000s, the culture of burning school property was almost unheard of. Yet over the years, incidents of students destroying their own schools became more common. Looking closely at many of these cases, one pattern stood out.
Students would burn dormitories and classrooms, but they would never burn the school bus.
Why?
Because they had a sense of attachment and ownership. The bus took them to functions, sports events, and educational trips. They interacted with it regularly and saw it as part of their experience. They valued it.
That realization prompted Kijabe Boys alumni to regroup and return to support their former school. We learned that many public institutions lack a true sense of ownership. Teachers, Boards of Management, and administrators often serve for limited periods, but alumni remain connected to the institution for life.
We therefore pushed for stronger alumni involvement in school leadership and development because former students understand the culture, history, and long-term needs of the school better than anyone else. More importantly, current students can easily relate to someone who once sat in the same classroom and slept in the same dormitory.
Nearly five years later, the results speak for themselves.
The alumni have not only provided leadership but have also invested heavily in the school. They have funded off-grid energy projects, water initiatives, student sponsorships, and other developments that directly improve student welfare.
Most importantly, today’s students understand that many of these projects are being financed by former students who genuinely care about their future. Through mentorship and regular engagement, they have developed a stronger sense of belonging and responsibility.
When students feel ownership, they stop seeing school property as something to destroy and start seeing it as something worth protecting.
Currently the boys went home last week with the current wave mostly because of world cup but no damage was done ✅
Parenting has no manual. Drunkards have raised priests, holy families have raised drunkards, chiefs have raised thieves, peasant farmers have raised doctors, and rich men have raised beggars. Success is relative, so don't judge other people's children.
Mtu alitoroka kenya akaenda majuu hawezi niambia about Hardwork and resilience. You took the easy way out. Us who remained have fought and conquered the battles your were too coward to confront. So if you want someone to advice,it is not me. I should be advising you