I Need Water
The great Ngiro, Kenya’s second largest river, during drought periods hardly arrives to someone’s ankles. Drought has always been a plague: the last one, in 2006, has dried out the country then turning into a merciless season of rain that has carried destruction and diseases as malaria and rift valley fever. The possibility of creating a community, breeding cattles, trading and developing the minimal sanitary conditions that allow survival depends only on water availability. Three years ago, between Isiolo and Wajir some water was found. Here Sharp, a little village of farmers and little trades, was born. After three years water disappears and today of Sharp little remains apart for some hut’s skeletons. This area, that has already been badly plagued by problems caused by water shortage, is in flower corporations hands. They produce crops only to export them to Western European markets. During the drought period big farms do not interrupt their production despite they have the authorization to collect water only during the rainy season. As, during this period, the river has a reduced capacity, they collect water directly from the source with disastrous effects on the population downstream. Then water becomes a resource that only the potent can have.