The Room

The Room

After entering the gates of the hospital, there was a less traveled road that led to a room with very high tiny windows. The lawns around it were well manicured, because not many people ventured there. That room was the Morgue.

When we were growing up, we were completely spooked by death. OlKalou being a newly established Settlement Scheme, the farmers who bought the land were fairly young, in their late 20s, 30s and 40s. These young farmers had left their extended families, including aging parents, back in Gikuyu, only bringing their young children.

With such a young and healthy population that worked hard and ate well, major illnesses that ended in death were rare. There were also not many road accidents because there were not many vehicles on the roads back then and the few that were there, their speed was quite low by design. You could hear Quick (Kwiki) or Gitiyo, the Leyland Buses that came through OlKalou chugging their way towards town but never seeming to reach there. That is how slow traffic was, eliminating road accident deaths.

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