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 mat, my silver bottle filled with water, a rope and my can. I dressed in black boots, a training trouser and t-shirt with the hoody on top. I was ready to go and start my beautiful adventure. I left home at around 7:00 am and thank God for the protection I walked to a place called Nakibeach which took me 2 hours to reach. I didn’t need transportation because it was near so I decided to foot until I reached. Nakibeach is a place Near Lake Nakivale where we finds good grasses and is very safe, it is used for refugee outings and relaxing times especially those who does meditation it is beautiful for it. It had no name until in 2018 when refugee DJs had organized a party and baptized it a name of Nakibeach meaning that it was now a refugee owned beach. When at Nakibeach you can witness beautiful things and those are the things that I went to see so that I can share with you today. At Nakibeach you feel alive again through fresh air coming all the way from our mother nature which is not affected by anything like smoke or carbon. It is calm where you will only hear how water is moving from Lake Nakivale and maybe the other noise comes from birds. You can as well see the mountains from the other side of the lake and see even how beautiful they look. I do love to come to the lake because it tells me that it’s my responsibility to care for our mother nature again.
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Memory as Character, Joel
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. The village was calm and nice looking. There was not too much noise but only the beautiful sound from nature. There were many trees, rivers and beautiful crop gardens. I really loved that place; everyone there was calm, happy and friendly. People were not quarreling instead every morning they were greeting each other happily. It was easy for us to make friends. The small time we had past there was a very memorable day for us. I learnt how to dig, plant crops in pots. I really thanked my parents to have given us a chance to know or to discover that kind of place.
Memory as Character, by Abigael
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 9:30pm and winters from 4:00am to 6:00 am. That night I was done with my prep revision and I was going to sleep just like others. Reaching the dormitory, I tried to find my sleep but couldn’t. I seemed to experience sleepless night and so I got tired of laying myself on the bed, I just moved out to have fresh air. I was solo that night, out of the girl’s dormitory. I was wearing my short black night dress. It was dark like hell that I couldn’t see my shadow. The wind sounded clearer like a bell and I was feeling too cold. But I just surrendered myself to that cool night, sitting up stairs. From a distance I saw a dog, he was heading our rubbish pit as if it was going to look for food. I was not scare at all so I decided to keep around. After finishing the rest of posho and other food from the rubbish pit it took it way. I remained silent observing nothing at all in that darkness but in a few seconds, I turned right to see a beacon from far. It was showing my home town. It looked so beautiful that night with electricity making it look more of an attractive place. The lights were of mixed reflection to me. They were yellowish, reddish and somehow greenish. I was amazed by the far view of the network mast with the combination of the lights everywhere which appeared to me like Paris in France. I took my time, enjoyed and found back my sleep in a couple of hours. I never regretted that time because I felt peace with myself.
