All the
information I have comes from the Online edition of The
Kenya Daily Nation newspaper, so while being rather brief,
it is still pretty interesting, if only for the fact that
the guy was Kenyan.
As all this information is taken from newspaper reports we
know we little about Francis Ng'ang'a. But what we do know
that he lived at Lower Matasia, Ngong, he was 31-years old
and he was a matatu driver. He was also separated from his
wife, Rhoda Gathoni, 29. She had custody of his three
daughters, Carol Nasirian (10), Wairimu (?) and Naisenya
(7). And from the following descriptions I think it may be a
fair assumption that Francis wasn’t too happy about that.
So, where did it all go wrong for Francis?
On Saturday, November 20, 1999, Francis Ng'ang'a, picked up
his children from their mother's custody in Kayole, Nairobi.
While picking up the kids he also tried to persuade his wife
to return to his house with him, but she wasn’t interested.
Francis got a little violent when she turned him down but
luckily for her Ngige Mutua, her father, was on hand to dish
out a little punishment on Francis. I guess it just wasn’t
his day.
Francis returned home with his daughters, which is where his
mother takes up the story:
“When he got home, at 5pm, he informed me that he had
finally brought his children back. He said he was no longer
interested in his wife and would never want to see her at
their matrimonial home.”
“When I asked him why he looked unhappy, he said his
father-in-law had beaten him up. He then went back to his
house as the children went out to play with the rest,” the
old woman explained.
Later in the evening, she invited her son for dinner with
the children but he declined, saying they had already fed on
food his mother had prepared.
From here on we don’t really know exactly what happened but
sometime during the night Francis set about solving his
problems. He had the three girls a drink each. This drink
contained (or was pure) Cooper Triatix, a chemical that
seemed to do the job fairly well as the girls died pretty
quickly.
Once they were dead, Francis put all three bodies in the
sitting room. They were dressed in neat tunics and
bare-feet, and were placed on their stomachs on one sofa
seat. Bizarrely he arranged them in order of their age. He
then covered them with a blanket.
Francis then hung himself from the roof, right beside the
three corpses, with a black cable. Maybe his own suicide had
something to do with the clothes he was wearing (a green
denim jeans suit, a purple T-shirt, a woollen hat and brown
socks. I mean, who would be seen alive in this ensemble?)
The corpses were found at 9am on Sunday morning by relatives
who broke into the house when Francis and the kids didn’t
show up at his mums for breakfast.
And as an amusing postscript, the mother of the children
didn't find out about their deaths until a few days later
because the girls younger brother (it was never said that he
was her son also, so I'm assuming he was a step son) was
sent to relay the bad news to her. Not surprisingly he never
made it. He was later "found to be too shocked and confused
to carry out the mission”.
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MY OPINION
I know that many of you will find this story pretty boring,
but I personally am pretty fascinated by it. I’ve never
actually heard of a Kenyan family massacre of this sort
before, and for that reason alone it got me interested. The
other point that really fascinates me is how he arranged the
corpses, if it wasn’t an accident it’s pretty weird to lay
them out in order of age. All in all, while not the most
striking of cases, it seems to have captured my attention in
a much bigger way than the US press. What a shame they
weren’t white, maybe then we would know a lot more about
these people. Oh, and what about sending the surviving
brother to relay the news. That’s pretty hard on the poor
kid isn’t it?
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