En garde! Fencing draws Nairobi youngsters away from guns.
A police officer pointing a gun at Mburu Wanyoike’s head was his Saul-to-Paul, Damascus moment.
He was 17 years old and out for a late-night walk in Mathare, the informal settlement in the Kenyan capital where he lived. The officer was searching for members of a gang who had committed a robbery the day before, and mistakenly thought Mr. Wanyoike was one of them.
He wasn’t, but he was also no stranger to that life. By that point, he had been a gun runner for another gang in the area for three years. He had been shot twice, and several friends had been killed.
But with
