Category: life
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Kikole Hati: My Hats as a Storyteller
Identifying the right stories isn’t as straightforward as it may seem. While we know the locations and sectors funded by the donors, it’s unclear who to interview, what visuals to capture, or how to structure the video.
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Kikole Hati: Choosing Responsibility Over Convenience
For over 4 kilometers, the two voices in my head waged a battle, each trying to control my actions.
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Kikole Hati: For you my child, I am fearless
You could never tell me to touch a lion before I had a child (Psalm 127:3-5). But for my son’s birthday, I had my intentional encounters with wild animals including petting lions, holding a snake, holding an iguana, carrying a tortoise, and holding a vicious young crocodile among many others. The Bible is clear about…
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Kikole Hati: I saw the label later, “DEAD.”
In October 2024, the UN High Commissioner for Refugees, Mr. Filippo Grandi, visited Uganda. This was the third time in my UN career that I supported his visit in a communication role. As is typical for such visits, it required careful coordination between the Ugandan government and UNHCR Uganda to ensure everything went smoothly. Before…
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Rotary: Leadership Breakfast – Preparing For Leadership
I joined Rotary International in 2022. Throughout my time in secondary school and campus, I had no interest in anything associated with Rotary. I kept my distance from the Interact and Rotaract clubs, influenced by misconceptions I wasn’t ready to research. The Covid-19 lockdown brought me face to face with Rotary, despite my efforts to…
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The Beautiful Sunrise Today
I knew this would last for only a few seconds before it changed
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Fear to Triumph: My Sipi Falls Abseiling Adventure
I wanted to give up, but it was too late—I had convinced her to do this with me, and I had enlisted two cameramen.
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My Memorable ‘Take A Break’ Trip to Lake Bunyonyi
I had walked up to a lady I thought I had met and knew, only to find out this was a different person.
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Do not give up: Going through school was not easy.
I was stopped from entering the examination room by the director of studies until I presented proof of cleared school fees balance. I sat my first paper 30min late with teary eyes but God was with me.
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Where is the love letter?
There was a code behind the color of the envelope. I can only remember the pink color because none of us was looking forward to receiving a letter in this color. It was a color mostly used to convey breakups.
Tukundane Yonna 