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Peter Munya: The Man with the beautiful Wife.





1.      Munya is the father.
He was born Peter Gatirau. The son of Mr. Jackson Munya M'Rukunga and Mrs. Grace Mwakithi; raised in Muthaara, Meru County.



2.      Alumni of Chogoria Boys and Meru School.
He sat for and passed his ‘O’ Levels at Chogoria Boys High School, and proceeded to Meru School for his ‘A’ levels. At Meru School, Hon. Peter Munya was the Chairman of the Debating Club and a winner of the Provincial Public Speaking Competition. Which is a great achievement considering his strong Meru accent.


3.      A champion of the youth.
He founded and chaired Kenya Young Parliamentarians Association with the aim of championing in Parliament, issues affecting Kenyan youth.


4.      Advocate for women empowerment.
Hon. Peter Munya founded the Tigania Women SACCO with the main objective of empowering women economically by enabling them access affordable credit and mobilizes savings. The SACCO has enabled women to venture into small-scale businesses and other income generating activities.


5.      Disgusted by Miraa.
 He first chewed Miraa (Khat) in 1989 while preparing for his A-level exams in Meru School when a friend told him it would help with mental retention. The result was however disastrous as he got too intoxicated after chewing overnight while revising and was unable to remember anything during the next day’s exam.


6.      Almost started a war.
Mr. Munya had travelled to Hargeisa, the capital of Somalia's breakaway region of Somaliland to lobby for easier trade rules for Miraa exporters in Kenya in exchange for some form of recognition for Somaliland. The Somali government imposed a ban on Miraa imports from Kenya because Meru Governor Peter Munya had "used the business to campaign for the breakup of the country."


7.      Very Sexy Wife.
Peter Gatirau might not be the best looking guy but he has a charm for good looking women. Munya is married to Phoebe Munya and they have two children Karauni and Nkio.




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