~Everyday wins; Myshujaa~

Today, Kenyans celebrate “Mashujaa” (Heroes) day. They celebrate people whose foot prints are etched in this beautiful nation’s history. This day comes at an opportune time, demanding that we pause for a moment and shift our attention from the political cloud that looms over us thanks to elections, 2017. It demands that we remind ourselves whose shoulders we stand on. I am not Kenyan. But I am a neighbor from the East. Yes, that neighbor who faithfully embraces your business as her own because, what else are neighbors for? Also, because a child of African soil must never forget the principle of brother/sisterhood. One of my Kenyan brothers, is an ordinarily extraordinary guy who 3 eyes: the two he was born wit...

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My Most Memorable Teacher

I found it hard to pick my favorite teacher in my experience, but I zeroed in on Uncle Pat, the principal of my first primary school I was six years old when I joined my first boarding school, where I met Uncle Pat, principal of Taibah Junior School in Entebbe, Uganda. He was a large, loving and fatherly British man who looked like the stereotypical colonial headmaster but didn’t act like that. His warmth towards us made it difficult to call him by his full name, Patrick Langford, and he liked it that way. Uncle Pat never taught me in class but we became good friends at some point I can’t recall, then he went on to teach me my earliest lessons on life and love. With my parents all the way in Rwanda, my home co...

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Peace Need Not Be A Dream

Peace need not be a dream, A wish or child’s naïve illusion It need not silently flow out of our bloodstream Instead of flow in- While feeding the bottomless greed Of blind ambition, Thirst for power Lust for the fleeting things, mortal things, Self-consuming, self-defeating things of a world in which We are only passers by Peace need not be a dream An oasis or that strange place where fantasy reigns It need not be masked behind Pretense, feigned consensus or mere conformity It need not fly on broken wings Or walk on broken limbs Or hang on the broken strings of humanity Peace need not be impossibility A myth disappearing into the sun Each time a nation’s daughters and sons Look one an...

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