The Game Of Excuses

By Anna Kakuba “How pitiful is an intelligence used only to make excuses to quieten the conscience”- Ignazio Silone,  Bread and Wine, 1936 I have been blessed to encounter so many people in 2016 that have changed my perspective on almost everything. People...

Your Story Matters

By Mako Muzenda I have a blog.  It’s not the greatest, the most popular, or the most visually appealing, but it’s mine and I’m proud of it. There’s something satisfying about logging into your own little space on the Internet, where you plan...

Define A Good Life

By Vivienne Amijee I do not know much about other school systems, but in Kenya, where I spent most of my life, a bell ringing meant the end of one period/class, the start of another or break/snack time. Break time bell was the best because it meant play time, eating...

Dear Weight Police.

By Zerida Mponye I was having breakfast at Cafe Javas the other day when I saw the most beautiful woman. She was seated right in front of me, slightly to the right so I had a really clear visual. I noticed, while I picked at my underwhelming red velvet cake, that she...

“No”: Denial, Or Invitation?

By Josephine Amoako There has been a lot of talk recently about decoding the message intended when a girl says ‘no’ to a guy’s advances, be it sexual or romantic. Ideally, no means exactly what it means: no. But as complicated as girls can be sometimes,...