the playground

"this our kiti boge house, when will we move from here". her simple honest question made me suddenly realise how small the flat is and how confining it must be for her and all the other kids on the block.
there were no parks in the neighbourhood. no playgrounds and no recreational centers. however between the flats lay a fairly large parcel of land. depending on the time of year, it was either a cassava farm , or a plantain farm or just overgrown with weeds. i think at one point it was even a moringa farm.
at this particular time, the parcel of land had been left fallow and was overgrown with weeds. That was when i decided to canvas for the support of the other flatmates and turn that parcel of land into a playground .
the grass has been planted and is looking nice and green.(pictures to follow soon). the children are dying to go on to the field and play. there's just one thing holding them back. there's no fence in place .
this Christmas donate in kind or in cash to make this project complete. kindly make bankers draft payable to parents playground initiative. nothing is more important than the safety of children.