Nature

Memoir· — I just took my small moment to observe how beautiful our world is and to be grateful to the creator who did all this. I took my backpack, my yoga...

Memoir· — When I was in my country which is DRC. One day my parents, my brothers and sisters and me went for a holiday. We went in a village called Rethy....

Memoir· — I was in boarding school by then, and as a boarding students we had times for personal revision and they were called preps and winters. Preps started from 7:30pm to...

Memoir· — Forest Once Saturday morning, my classmates and I went for a forest visitation in Kasese. When we reached it, we found other people who also went to visit. Unfortunately, we...

Memoir· — RAIN It was raining The wind was blowing Trees were shaking Children were playing under the rain It was raining People came late at school including the teachers The roads...

Memoir· — In Nakivale, between basecamp and Kitiaza, nestled between rolling hills and verdant fields, there lies a water point that serves as the lifeline for the women of this tight-knit community....

Memoir· — It was a certain beautiful afternoon. I was in our garden harvesting maize. Our garden is situated in a swamp called Rhaga. Rhaga is a swamp situated in Nakivale where...

Blog Post· — Welcome to A Collector’s Armory. This is a podcast about collecting different things throughout the stages of life. As you might remember from Episode 1, an armory is a place...

Poems· — My mother land My ancestors’ historical reference My beloved continent Africa Africa Africa I love Africa I am Africa We are Africa Africa is ours

Editorial· — Look closely at the picture above and take a guess as to what it is. A banana? A rock wall? The skin of a kiwi? I asked my friends and...