Beewol’s Blog

Hospitality and Daydreams

Hospitality and Daydreams

In the distant and ancient past, the human race was not too keen on hospitality towards foreigners. In most societies, hospitality was reserved only for relatives, clan mates, tribe mates and occasional foreigners bearing rare gifts. Everyone else was usually condemned to die the moment they were within worrying distance. As[...]
A Wet and Wild Escapade

A Wet and Wild Escapade

If anyone had suggested a few months ago that I indulge in an extreme water sport, I would have insulted them in Ateso, stabbed them with a blunt object, broken their left arm off and used it to beat them to death, and then spat on their grave. My aquaphobia[...]
Sophistication

Sophistication

I have never played golf, my entire life. It is likely I will someday have the time and patience for the game but at the moment there is little in the way of playing prospects. Even so, there seems to be a level of sophistication to the game I guarantee[...]
Solida!

Solida!

Anyone who has been to boarding school in Uganda knows about a thing called ‘Solida’. In my high school days back at Jinja College, it was absolutely paramount that ‘Form Belows’ (Senior one and two students) were taken through elaborate mentorship so as to master Solida in its most raw[...]
Waiting on the train ...

Waiting on the train ...

I really don’t like trains. I can almost certainly say that I fear them. My childhood was swarmed with several books and movies about train crashes it molded me into a life-long hater of trains and railways. The only few things I fear more than trains could be hot porridge, naked[...]
The Monsters Online

The Monsters Online

The internet is generally a place where folks from around the world get together and agree that Cats are more adorable than dogs. And they do this through images, gifs, audio and a whole lot of videos. There might be the occasional dog lover who will put up a lengthy[...]
A New Breed of Riders

A New Breed of Riders

Getting around Kampala can be a nightmare if you are not a hardened traveler. If you are from an organized city where traffic rules are followed strictly and road users respect each other, youT'll receive the shock of your life when you come here. The food is delicious, the girls[...]
Hanging with Fauna

Hanging with Fauna

As a fella who grew up in a home where the parents insisted that reading books was a way of life, my imagination has always been untamed and a little wild. I grew up dreaming of having conversations with J.M Barrie’s Peter Pan, helping Rudyard Kipling’s Mowgli fight off Shere[...]
Joy Ow'entinda

Joy Ow'entinda

….this is a continuation of a story that was started here by Joel Nevender and carried on here by Roland Byagaba. Right in that moment, my entire body system pauses. I can not quite fathom how it emerged that the woman of my dreams has ended up being the girlfriend to[...]
Forlorn Education

Forlorn Education

Nearly two decades ago when the all-so-wonderful Government of Uganda was introducing Universal Primary Education (UPE) it seemed apparent that the days of illiteracy and a massive young unlearned population were coming to an end. The four-children-study-free project kicked off with a lot of gusto. Celebrations were held countrywide and[...]
Spandex Gym Club

Spandex Gym Club

While curving out resolutions for 2017, just like all other procrastinating mortals, I penned down quite a number, among which was getting myself in shape this year. I'd like to think I am not an unhealthy or unfit person. In fact, if you looked at my tall lanky frame, you[...]
A Garden for all Seasons

A Garden for all Seasons

Whenever I travel (which is turning out to be quite a lot lately) I try as much as possible to not make a fool of myself – especially to strangers. When I am home, I can goof around and be a real idiot as much as I want but once[...]
Stop the Apocalypse

Stop the Apocalypse

The World is coming to an end and it seems like there is very little we can do about it – at the moment. In the near future perhaps scientists from MIT will have a symposium where they will invite witchdoctors from Mayuge District, Cardinals from the Vatican and some[...]
A Date with Maisha

A Date with Maisha

There are two kinds of people in this world. There are those who love to go the gym and sweat themselves into fine healthy individuals, careful to eat the right things, live the perfect lifestyle and basically pursue organized meaningful lives. Then there is second lot, which is not entirely[...]
Toasting to an Ancient City

Toasting to an Ancient City

During my younger rebellious and big headed days, my parents always made it a point to drag my siblings and I to the village every now and again. Part of the reason was because during the Christmas Holidays, prices of items around the city sky rocketed and the only way[...]
Women are so much better!

Women are so much better!

This is not a post about feminism or anti-feminism or any such volatile subjects. So if you have come with daggers, swords and witchcraft intended for me, throw them away. This is a blog post about my experience with one specific woman who has somewhat opened my eyes to a[...]
For Lashing

For Lashing

When I was younger I kept a diary. I loved writing and had quite a lot of storytelling red blood cells in my body the desire to write was an itch – one that would never go away. And so I had my little diary where I would jot down[...]
Brother's Keeper

Brother's Keeper

When you have a younger brother, it can be quite a challenge growing up in the same vicinity without once ever wanting to slit their throat, end their lives or just cause some bodily harm to them that they may or may not heal from. It gets even worse if[...]
The Kigali Account

The Kigali Account

When I was much younger, it was something of a fact finding mission and enemy status assessment of sorts whenever one paid their friend a visit. Any chance to walk into a friend’s home was an opportunity to weigh up their status, the furniture they owned, the meals they had[...]
Replacing Suzie

Replacing Suzie

Not so long ago, I joined the ever growing list of Ugandans who have lost valuable items to city robbers in broad day light. I bumped into a couple of mean looking fellas at Centenary Park and they were clear with their demands – my mobile phone and my wallet.[...]