faithful kikapu

This, my now tattered woven straw basket.  We share a bond that spans 40 years back, she and I.  She carried my books, she carried my grub. From the first day I reported for Senior one in 1978, as a little girl of 13, my kikapu faithfully carried my stuff without complaining. Looking at her…

TO LEAVE OR NOT TO LEAVE

I do like to take advantage of any situation that causes excitement. Some are life changing and would not be taken lightly. But Overnight, we have become ‘experts’ on EU affairs, Britain and the Brexit. As a citizen of Uganda, which is a member of the Commonwealth, I am a ‘silent voter ‘. Divorce. A…

Sitting on daddy’s stone

I sit on this white stone shivering in the evening breeze I want to walk away but I hate to leave you out here in the cold under this cold white terrazzo that decorates your house in the belly of the earth from whence you now remotely command in front of your home and watch…

Juliane Okot Bitek: 100 Days of hell’s anomie

Originally posted on Ikhide:
History matters. There are many ways to commemorate, to memorialize communal horror. All over the world, memorials and museums stand sentry to history, to various times when the darkness within seemed to overwhelm humanity and throw up the unmentionable like the holocaust, Biafra, Bosnia, and now Rwanda. Yes, over twenty years…

up here two of us

(I admired these two as I took my morning walk) Listen to me sweetie perched up here the two of us hearts throbbing on the height dancing to our music beak to beak misty morning cold it be we too shall perch up close let humans lie in their well made beds worry not our…

She is too talkative in class

… what your teachers, parents and mentors may have deemed to be your weaknesses…. “She is too talkative in class”, read my class teacher’s report, end of Term III 1973. I was 8 and in Primary 3 at Shimoni Demonstration School, Kampala. I do not quite remember the reaction of my parents to this comment.…