He was iconic, but he never loomed, he was affable even though I never knew him. I wish I had met him but he expired too early, and the memory is too fresh. I still remember the day he died, I was sited on a terrace on my grandfather’s coffee farm, listening to the news on KBC via a small transistor radio, all by myself. The news of his sudden departure expelled the tranquility of the idyllic setting. I was shaken.
...even to a 13 year old like I was back then on that day he had made an impact. He had made me aspire to be a better man, he made aspire to be eloquent, he made me aspire to be fluent and articulate, and because of him I became that. He championed the case for selflessness
Wamalwa was a great man, even to a 13 year old like I was back then on that day he had made an impact. He had made me aspire to be a better man, he made aspire to be eloquent, he made me aspire to be fluent and articulate, and because of him I became that. He championed the case for selflessness. His sacrifice to educate hundreds of others children let me know it was OK to be selfless. It made a difference, It made me realize that one man matters and one is all it takes to change the world.
He was magnificent but humble, he was a conqueror but gentle. He was a leader Kenya missed, he was the man we ought to be, responsible, selfless and he did not sing about it. He championed the case for a better Kenya, he fought for a free republic but he still was gentle enough to care and because he cared he was special, and that, made a great difference. RIP Wamalwa.
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