When news started coming in of the Garissa Attack last Thursday, I held my breath and went into a cocoon, not wanting to believe the reality. It turned out to be my least favourite Easter weekend, occasionally coming up for air to receive updates on social media about what happened and what shouldn’t have. On Monday, I saw a tweet about Tuesday’s vigil and decided to attend.
Even as we gathered at Freedom Corner to remember those who lost their lives in Garissa, my heart was still hardened to what happened. So, devoid of emotion, I just clicked away at what interested me.
Symbolic crosses were draped with Kenyan flags and candles lit to represent the lives lost.
Names of the victims were read out, dedications shared and we all joined in singing the National Anthem.
A board with photos of populated from those shared on social media was set up to emphasise 147 is not just a number.