It all started a warm autumn morning in Africa. I can´t quite remember why we decided to go to Makuyu. Makuyu appeared in my life way before I even knew it existed. Alvaro, my friend, decided to go to Kenya as a volunteer. He fell in love with the country but lived a bad experience at the orphanage he was working in. As the weeks went by, he realised something strange was happening; the prices the volunteers payed for accomodation were too high and the children didn't need as much money. He questioned Joffrey, who was the person in charge of the orphanage. Joffrey didn't like Alvaro's questions so he ''invited'' him to leave the orphanage. Alvaro found himself in the middle of an african field thanks to a corrupt man who stole money from orphans.
The team:
ERIC CHALO: Born and raised in Kenya, wrote the truth in order to help. The one and only ERICMAN.
ALVARO MUTUKU: Kenyan by heart, thanks to him, the life of many people is going to change for better.
PABLO MUTUA: Rastaman who likes whatever makes the world a better place and hates whatever makes it worse.
MARIA FERREIRA: A Spanish with an impressive curriculum. Graduated from Drama School, Maria writes on a web page. She studies psychology, funded the Karibuni Kenya asociation, works in the Coptic hospital of Nairobi and in her free time challenges Waldo at mathematical problems.
WALDO: Tall, with a beard and thin face. Diagnosed with Asperger's, he is incredibly smart when it comes to computers and has studied biological engineering, but has social difficulties when it comes to mantaining relationships with others. Waldo was our driver. The other four occupants of that rented car, knew that Joffrey was a corrupt man. I was a guest. Our mission changed as the day went by...
We had arrived at the main gate through a beautiful road surrounded by intense green vegetation. It had an only direction. We parked and Eric stayed in the car.
Once inside, our job was to ask and record. From the first moment, Joffrey realised that our go pro was a camera and Waldo's useless intents to try and explain that it was a camera charger, and that the real camera was in the car, were completely ignored by Joffrey. His wife appeared and things started to drift towards the violent side...he threw us out like he had thrown Alvaro out three years ago.
Once outside the main gate, he went crazy. Waldo was still recording the whole situation whilst we talked to the camera to record our feelings and impressions. Joffrey decided to take the camera and throw it into the car which was facing him with Eric sitting in the back. We didn't object at first..but quickly changed our opinion when he didn't let us get into the car.
When Alvaro said ''Joffrey, do you want me to hit you?'' while pushing him, Joffrey came to the front of the car, armed, and took the keys out of the ignition. Waldo faught with him whilst we all waited for him to start the engine. Joffrey was paralised and at that moment Alvaro and I got out of the car to try and take advantage of this moment and move him away from the car. Joffrey, meanwhile, shouted at his ''soldier'' to get the pistol out.
We ran back into the car terrorised by the possibility of being shot, whilst our invisible shield guarded us from all the stones Joffrey was throwing at us. We got into the car and with the engine on we were all witnesses of how Joffrey broke our front windshield! We drove backwards and into a bush. With the car stuck and Joffrey running towards us wanting to finish the job, panic overwhelmed the car and the silence was broken with us shouting at Waldo to START THE CAR!
Waldo turned the engine on and didn't brake. He wanted to run over Joffrey and end the problem for ever. However he managed to hear himself (I'm sure his thoughts were much louder than the shouts coming from us) and he stopped.
Backwards, we managed to get out of the road and decided to go to the police...
We thought that it wouldn't be a good idea to go to Makuyu police because Joffrey could have friends in the service so we decided to go to Nairobi. After a long wait at the police station, we managed to get one policeman to listen to us, but he told us to go to a police station nearer to Makuyu. They told us not to wait until tomorrow, so we drove two hours back to Makuyu, and arrived at the police station where we were attended by a woman who paid no attention to us, another woman who thought we were acusing the Makuyu police of corruption and a third officer who listened to us but thinks its not important enough to take care of today. Then the chief appeared, who, whilst looking at his phone, tried to understand our story without being able to actually listen because he was too drunk. We were going to leave, but the same woman who complained about out corruption acusations, demanded 60euros from us. We left and slept in our beds. Waldo and I discussed about religion during the three hour drive back.
Two flags waved at the end of the room that offered us views of the rich Nairobi. The spanish consul was very polite and intelligent and she gave us her opinion; to leave justice in Spain and the truth for us. She used other words, ofcourse.
This has been the first story of the warriors for good. In this chapter, Evil has been victorious, but some of the best warriors for good have come together to find the way to defeat it.
Rumours say that the GOOD is starting to come out of the people and that we are recruting WARRIORS to fight. I have faith.
''Back to the battle'', as my father says every morning after breakfast...
Pablo Pérez de Miguel
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