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DNA politics should simply not determine public appointments

By Angela Ambitho

“They have burnt my hut. Not strangers, ..It is my friends. For shall I not call them friends…We mourn with them their deaths; they cheer our weddings; Always it has been so. But now, they have burnt my hut. One brand into the thatch, nothing is left of my roof… Chairs and tables are burnt, a saved blanket covers me. Now, they have burnt my hut!” I‘ll never forget how our English teacher in Loreto Msongari made us illustrate what this poem by JH Chaplin meant to us.

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