Mida Creek

Imagine yourself in a creek of the warm waters of the Indian Ocean, locked away from the
surrounding areas, which are overrun by tourists…locked away from civilisation as we know it.
Imagine yourself in a place dominated by high coconut palms, mango and cashew-nut trees,
embedded in high grasses reaching as far as forest and mangrove coast.

You are in Mida, a village of around 1000 people in 48 homesteads, huts built of mud and
straw.

Mida is bordered by the Arabuko-Sokoke Forest, the largest East African forest by the
coast, and a beautiful rich mangrove coast.

The people here are the Giriama tribe. Their life is peaceful, they are relaxed, yet hard
working, given the chance. They all grew up very close together, know each others faults and
strong points and have learned how to accept each other better than anybody in a civilised
place.

People here wake up around six o’clock to a beautiful misty warm sunrise and the children
prepare some porridge made from the maize harvested from their land. The elders will sit
together and discuss the family businesses within the village, fishermen go to work, the
women will work the land and the young ladies will plait each others hair for hours on end.

When the hot sun starts setting and lies on the horizon like a large big fireball, the men and
a few of the women will meet at one of the village’s central five coconut-wine bars. Here
they are sitting on logs under a straw-roof, sharing little cups of the wine through their
straws and are discussing the day’s events. Some evenings they are drumming, singing and
dancing their hearts out. The only other noises apart from this are the crickets and frogs.

These days showed me what pure happiness is all about.
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