By Calvince Owiti
I was born about two decades ago in a small village in Western parts of Kenya. I grew up in a humble background, learning all that was relevant that time. My grandparents were herbal medical practitioners. I lived with them most of my early life even though my parents were still alive. My grandfather kept on calling me ‘ajuoga’(meaning doctor). Before he became a herbalist, he had been to a seminary where he was training as a father but left before finishing for a driving job in Tanzania. He could urge me every morning to study hard in class to become a modern doctor. They could treat all conditions, including malaria, curses as well as a number of obstetric/gynecological conditions. However; there was one practice that kept me wondering…