Friday, 1 February 2008

Naivasha

not my photo (who ever would have dreamed in 1986 of digital photography?)

Naivasha was somewhere I went a long time ago and looked on the dreamy sight of a lake alive with pink flamingos. Now people there are killing each other, wielding machetes and burning houses. Of course it isn’t more tragic if it’s somewhere you’ve been, or if it’s happening somewhere beautiful. But it certainly brings the shock and tragedy of violence home to you.
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2 comments:

Lucy said...

It does make it more real, or more shocking though; especially perhaps not having known war and that kind of violence personally.

It does look so beautiful and peaceful... I hope the young teacher's students continue not to bear each other animosity. It sounded so fearful.

1 February 2008 at 15:21
Dale said...

(o)

2 February 2008 at 22:38

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