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"USA! Obama!" the men exclaimed to her.
from my camera. Hapana . . . hapana . . . hapana (no . . . no . . . no) they shouted in Swahili when I begged for photos.
wife and kids lived. It was surrounded by rail fenced pens for Kosen's sheep, goats and cows.
Sen. Barack Obama campaigning in Columbus, Ohio, Sunday. Barack Obama's Kenyan grandmother had cut off interviews because she was exhausted from the media swarm to her remote village in western Kenya. election returns this week.
Most of the Maasai people gathered there wore handsome beaded jewelry and colorful shawls. Many had large holes pierced in their ears. All of the men and boys carried long sticks.
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the staff at my hotel. They were positively giddy at the news, which was splashed across the front pages of local newspapers.
The first break in their reserve came because, like farmers everywhere, they welcomed a chance to gripe about their crops. (See the Pulitzer Center's web site for more of my blogs from Africa. Soon the other farmers crowded in. Suddenly, everyone wanted to be interviewed.
It turned out that Kosen had two houses. One, a wooden shanty, was for his second wife.
Photos? Brief hesitation. OK!
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Then Kosen agreed to take us to his house. It was a treat even for my Kenyan companion, Prada Bags Mini Ruth Wanyera, who had never seen the inside of a traditional Maasai home, called a kraal.
In Nairobi you can find a veritable bazaar of Obama trinkets and sales pitches. One of my favorites was the rush on an East African Breweries beer named Senator. A bartender in Kisumu told the Financial Times, "People now say 'I want an Obama' when asking for Senator."
Women, kids and farmers alike giggled nervously into the lens. They insisted on posing. Nothing I said could convince them to carry on with ordinary activities while the camera pointed at them. So they stood stiffly together while I clicked away.
In the more remote countryside, we met several Maasai farmers on the semi arid highlands they have called home for generations. The landscape looked like South Texas without the prickly pear and with scrub versions of the flat top Acacia trees in place of the mesquite.
Edward and Nomesenyik Kosen at home with their children.
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She ran to the grain shed, grabbed a beautiful shawl and smiled into the camera along with her three children.
My memorable Obama moments in Kenya
To be sure, a few Maasai people stood for photos in the provincial town of Narok, adorned in traditional costumes. It was a commercial photo op for tourists enroute to Masai Mara National Reserve, and it didn't count for me.
I was in the western city Nakuru, on Oct. Everyone I talked to assumed the real reason was that Corsi had written the highly critical book "The Obama Nation: Leftist Politics and the Cult of Personality."
And one of her neighbors invited us inside her home. Its walls were made of mud and sticks. The roof was tree bark and cow dung, hardened over the years to a cement like sturdiness.
My most memorable Obama moment came, though, on a day when two Kenyan companions and I drove for hours along a rutted, washboard road through the country's western highlands to talk with farmers from the Maasai tribe.
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