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Barisa's Journey: A Tale of Conflicting Coexistence.

For the Love of Elephants.
Image: Dr. Mukami Ruoro

In the heart of Kitere Village, nestled amidst the rolling landscapes of Kenya's Tana River, lived a remarkable elephant named Barisa. No ordinary elephant; Barisa was a gentle giant who had become an integral part of the community. His story is one of harmonious coexistence, illustrating the beauty of human-wildlife relationships and the challenges that sometimes necessitate difficult decisions.

Image: M. Ruoro

A Gentle Giant Among Us

Barisa's story began when he wandered into Kitere Village, and stayed. Unlike many tales of human-wildlife conflict, Barisa's presence was marked by peace and mutual respect. The villagers soon realised that Barisa was not a threat but a friendly, gentle soul who meant no harm.

He would stroll through the village, his massive frame moving with quiet grace. Children would wave to him on their way to school, and this quaint village fast became the epitome of human-wildlife coexistence. Barisa's presence became a daily reminder of the incredible bond that can exist between humans and wildlife.

Image: Ulinzi Africa Foundation

A Regular Visitor at the Village School

One of Barisa's favorite places was the village school. Almost every morning, he would wander near the schoolyard. The children, in turn, grew up with an appreciation for wildlife, learning respect and empathy for the majestic creatures that roamed their land.

However, as much as Barisa was loved, his regular visits to the school began to raise concerns. While he had never shown any signs of aggression, the increasing frequency of his presence near the school posed a potential risk. The safety of the children could not be compromised, and the heart-wrenching decision was made for a relocation.

Continuing the Legacy of Coexistence

Barisa's departure left a void in Kitere Village, but his legacy continues to inspire. The villagers now share their story far and wide, advocating for the importance of peaceful coexistence with wildlife. Barisa's story is a testament to the possibility of harmony between humans and wildlife. It shows that with understanding, respect, and a commitment to coexistence, we can create a world where both can thrive.

Donate to Ulinzi Africa Foundation and be a part of this beautiful journey towards coexistence and conservation. Every contribution counts and helps create a safer, more harmonious world for both humans and wildlife.

Thank you for reading Barisa's story. Let's honor his memory by supporting efforts that promote peaceful coexistence. Your support can make a world of difference.

Images: (1&2) Dr. Mukami Ruoro & Ulinzi Africa Foundation (3&4).


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  2. Well done! We need more news from your team and from Tana delta!


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