One, two, three

I remember the first time me and my friend took the Matatu ( small taxi type bus) to go from Kampala to Nansana where we were working at the Community Primary School. We agreed with the driver to pay 3,000 UGX ( Ugandan Schillings) for the ride. Once we arrived we wanted to confirm again and … More One, two, three

A church tin’

When you are meant to stay in a new country for a certain period of time, you always try to find a balance between your own habits and what is accepted in the new environment. Being a catholic, I first found it difficult to find a church to attend as majority of people here in … More A church tin’