Friends Of The Dead

Friends Of The Dead

By Felly Oyuga During my father’s funeral, the chief insisted on giving a short speech, but after he had had something to eat. So after eating, the chief came back to the gathering, tummy full and started his speech. He said that he was in school with my father. My...
Spreading Love And Flowers To My Sisters

Spreading Love And Flowers To My Sisters

It is 2:00 am and I am wide awake. I put on my unkempt hair in a messy bun, switch on the lamp, take my writing book, and start scribbling. I can hear the grandfather’s clock ticking and I know that I am the only awake nocturnal being in a household full of sleepy...
A letter to Baba Opembe

A letter to Baba Opembe

Dear Baba Opembe, I have wanted for so long to write to you a letter. To tell you how my new home is not home without you. But is home anything so physical? I think home is where you are. When you are with me, I feel at home and I am more true to myself. I am even...

Martyrs Day (Uganda) – A Recap

By Racheal Kiiza On Saturday, June 3rd, people traveled from all over Uganda and neighboring countries to be at Namugongo Catholic Shrine to celebrate Martyrs day. The annual Martyrs Day celebration commemorates the heroic faith of the 45 Ugandan Catholic and Anglican...