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Ex-prisoner wants to sell his son
Published on November 4, 2007, 12:00 am
By Cyrus Kinyungu
"I am looking for someone to buy this child," came a booming voice from the reception.
Inziani with his son.
Standing at the Standard Group Kakamega Bureau’s reception was a fairly dressed wiry man, towering six feet tall and wearing a black godfather hat.
In his arms, the unsmiling man held a chubby boy.
The boy’s innocent eyes wandered inside the office, his tiny hands clutching his father’s shirt unaware that he was "on sale".
It sounded like a joke, but Mr Mathews Inziani Mchanji was seriously looking for somebody to buy his three-year-old son.
"Yes I am selling the child," he said firmly.
He wanted Sh500,000 for the little one.
"I love him and I don’t want him to continue suffering while I watch. I want to sell him to someone who can take good care of him," said the man.
After 24 years in prison Inziani was glad when he was released. But his joy was short lived. He soon realised that life outside prison was harder than he had imagined.
In prison, he said, he was at least assured of three meals a day, however little. "I have three children and a wife to feed but I don’t have any source of income," said Inziani, looking sadly at his playful son.
Inziani says since he stepped out of King’ong’o Prison where he was serving a life sentence for robbery with violence, the reception he got from his relatives and the society was shocking.
"I wasn’t prepared for it. It was a real shock to me," he says, shaking his head in disappointment.
After being sentenced to hang in 1978, Inziani’s relatives buried a banana stalk, believing that he would be hanged anytime.
From then on none of his relatives bothered with him.
They left him to his fate.
Luhya tradition demands that a banana stalk is buried to represent the burial of a relative whose body cannot be made available for interment.
He says his relatives believed they would never see him again after the sentence was passed.
Worse still, he lost an appeal at the High Court even after a piece of land he had inherited was sold to hire lawyer S M Otieno (now deceased) to represent him. Luckily, in 1982 the then president Daniel arap Moi commuted his sentence from hanging to life imprisonment.
He is bitter that this was done even before his final appeal in the Court of Appeal could be heard.
He maintains he is innocent, saying that his employer who owned a shop along Nairobi’s Kijabe Street incriminated him after his two close relatives visited him.
The employer called the police and Inziani was arrested for attempted robbery.
After he was sentenced to hang, he lost contact with his relatives. So when on July 2001, he walked into their home in Khayega near Kakamega after his release, his relatives saw a "ghost".
"Those who could not take it fled while the brave ones started pelting me with anything they could lay their hands on," he says. No one wanted to face him. Not even his mother.
He is treated as an outcast and lives alone. His wife left when he was sentenced to hang.
Distraught after being turned away by his family, Inziani turned to the African Church of Holy Spirit in
Kimingini centre near his home. He also went to the probation office where he had been referred to from Nairobi in the hope that he would be assisted to start a business.
Inziani trained in carpentry, upholstery and other woodwork related skills while in prison.
"I am an expert in wood machine and carpentry. If I get a blane machine, I will buy land for my family and even employ former prisoners who are rejected by their families," he says.
"I hoped my expertise in these trades would assist me to earn a living," he laments, shaking his head.
The probation officer negotiated with a landlord whom the Government would be paying Sh400 monthly to house Inziani.
He hoped that the probation officer would also buy him the necessary tools to start a carpentry workshop.
This never happened even though he visits the probation offices in Kakamega regularly.
It is when his second wife abandoned him with his only child that he decided to sell the boy to end his miseries.
"He is my first born. He is the only child I have and I cannot watch him suffer, " he says.
He currently survives on the little money he gets from making furniture for a few customers who are willing to pay upfront.
Faith is not belief without proof but trust without reservations. -My Childrens Mama.