Hi, my name is ENYANJA KANYUNYUZI LOGAR and I’m 11 years old. My favourite colour is blue, I go to school at BRITISH SCHOOL OF KAMPALA, my class is Year 6 and my best friends are Aster and Chloe. MIHA LOGAR is my dad, my mum is PAMELA KANYUNYUZI and I have an annoying brother called MAANI.
I got my name, which means “lake” in Rukiga, after LAKE BUNYONYI, the place of little birds where I grew up. I think that this lake is incredible and I’m proud to have a name that connects me to Bunyonyi.
The hills all around the lake are lumpy and have lots of vegetation arranged in stripes like beans and banana trees. I always liked to imagine that the hills were people and had faces. When the sun would set it made the lake sparkle with colour. There was this volcano which took most of the sky and covered the sun when it was setting.
The lake had lots of canoes, some dull and others with decorations. There were motorboats that took people from one place to another. I call them lake taxis. There was also the school bus which was actually a humongous canoe that dropped children from different peninsulas at the shore. Some of the boats bring my favourite fish called crayfish to different restaurants or resorts like BIRDNEST, NATURE’S PRIME and CRATER BAY.
The UPSIDE-DOWN ISLAND is my favourite out of all the islands because of its story. Long ago this island was filled with drunkards who were very greedy and only cared for their local beer omuramba. Then one day a poor old woman in ragged clothes passed by and asked for some beer. The drunkards said NO and didn’t give her anything. She asked if somebody could take her to the mainland, they agreed and told a boy to canoe her across. When they had reached the shore the island turned upside down. Every thing on the island sank except for the boy and the chicken who flew away. I think the story isn’t real because chickens can’t fly but there is a lot of witchcraft in this world!
I didn’t live on the island myself but on a peninsula where BUFUKA VILLAGE is. There is a small house, CANTEEN, with a huge window which is part of an organisation named EDIRISA which means window in the local language. I stayed in a house called FLOWER HOUSE. Every morning I woke up to the sweet sound of birds singing or my dad would wake me up on other days. Each time he woke me up I just went back to bed if it wasn’t really important, then I would eat my breakfast and walk down to the canteen to play with some of the volunteers or putting together puzzles. On some days we went on trips on the lake or I would visit the nursery school up the hill.
My dad decided to teach people how to swim so he built a safe place to teach swimming. Despite that there was tragedy. I had a friend called Sofi who went to fetch water and drowned. Her father, the headmaster of Bufuka Primary School, was really sad. I learnt how to swim at RAINBOW INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL in Kampala. Before that I studied at KABALE PREPARATORY SCHOOL that I hated but that story is for another day.
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