Today, the first Women’s Day message I received read “Happy Womens Day. I know you go through tough times too as a woman, but it’s really awesome you still hold your head high, have a good one✌🏾” Normally, I’d want to unpack this message word for word. But today is Women’s Day; I just want... Continue Reading →
Of women and bikes in Gulu
"Women, like men, can occupy any space and should do so unapologetically."
this silent woman, i built her with strong imagination. gathered this fine taste of her with all, with all, i found perfect. and down no matter what time would bring, i didn't stop seeing her; the most outstanding of all God's creation. but at the center of my mind she sat all this time and... Continue Reading →
Best Story I Heard
We all are stories. Each of us has a story. You have a story. Look at each day of your life as a new chapter because the sun goes down on your fears and pains and comes up with new hopes and dreams. Whoever walks into your life is a character and has a role... Continue Reading →
A Mother’s Tale
My name is Rachael. I gave birth to four amazing children; Caleb, Eunice, Justine and Trudy (in that order). They are not the best of children but I wouldn't trade them for anything, except an increase in teachers' pay. I am allowed to say that because chances of it happening are as slim as a... Continue Reading →
My Strong Agil
They met on a drama set at college. Paul was a main character. Agil was just one of those other girls, a friend to the character he was interested in. He had an Afro, was soft spoken, humble and cursed. Cursed to always be second best in academics. She was loud, principled, and worked hard... Continue Reading →
My New Sheila
Shiela was just Sheila. Tall, closer to fat than tiny, chocolate skinned, with a clear skin. Which you could attribute to her cleanliness. She ironed every piece of cloth she owned. And I mean every. Order was her middle name. If you touched anything of hers and put it back where you found it, she'd... Continue Reading →
My Hilda: Naive or Innocent?
Hilda had had a long day and wanted to take a bath and get into bed. But first, she needed to go the washrooms. On her way there, she remembered there was fellowship because Peter’s room was open. She stopped to see who was inside but a new face caught her attention. A face like... Continue Reading →
My Brave Norah
She wasn't the best child. At least her father didn't think so. His favourite was going to be a pilot he always said. He saw her potential so he paid her fees only. You know how people say "Put your money where you see it", he saw money in her. But his disappointment is a... Continue Reading →