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  • The day I stopped to help a mental ill poor young girl

    Write about a random act of kindness you’ve done for someone. As I rushed from my Alinga Farms’ shop, going back to my car, I noticed this young girl half-naked laying flat on her stomach and on hot dirty tarmac. Since I was walking fairly quickly, I passed her, then I realised that I needed…

  • How I see myself

    How would you describe yourself to someone who can’t see you? A dreadlocked woman of color. My skin complexion is a natural chocolate brown. I have brown eyes and off black hair and is greying, denoting one with years of experience and accumulated wisdom. By height and age,  I am way taller and older than…

  • Dis-empowered to accept ‘politicians’ charity’ in exchange for no public services delivery

    When I saw in the media the pomp and ceremony of the commissioning of “St. Karoli Lwanga in Kigarama Catholic Parish Bitereko, constructed by Tayebwa in honor of his late grandmother, Julita Kaijarubi Tiruhongyerwa,” as reported by NilePost, I was reminded of my opinion piece of 2015 titled: “Ugandans’ anti-corruption senses blocked by ‘charity’ of…

  • GenX no longer live with extended family & don’t iron clothes

    What traditions have you not kept that your parents had? We the children of the Boomers, GenX, are responsible for phasing out the tradition of living with extended family members. For me, in the past,  it was never the case that my siblings would go live with other family members. But it was always the…