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Bootcamp Invite: Get Your Hands Dirty, or Join Online
The Bootcamp is intended to prepare and motivate the people expected to take our initiative to the next level.
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“I Liked It before I Hit the Tree”
Hello my public! This is I Enya again 👏👏. What’s up? Last week I wrote about police in Kampala but now I’m taking you back to Lake Bunyonyi, if that is OK with you? Your opinion matters the most to me! Yes or no? … You are all saying yes! Yay! Before I tell you…
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Medium Sized Girl Leaves Men in River of Lust
This text was written in 2007 by Noah Liberi. He was 20 at the time, his only formal education being a rural secondary school in Bukinda, Kabale. But he would read and observe a lot and condense his wisdom of life into the story about Teach Inn Uganda that we will publish in weekly instalments. You…
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Difficult Ugandan
Enya’s experience with the police made me think… Why do I behave like that really? 1. Because I feel Ugandan. When you are just a visitor, you tend to keep your head down and let locals do their things the local way. This is my country and I want it to be a great country.…
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Policemen Gone Crazy
Suprise surprise, here I am again with my blog, the extremely fabulous, pretty, beautiful, clever and smart Enyaaaaaaaaaaaa! Today I am writing about something different, instead of my holidays on Lake Bunyonyi I am gonna report about my life in Kampala (and report some policemen too). My dad has come to visit, after two long months.…
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Tony Was Good at Any Work Needing Only One Hand
This text was written in 2007 by Noah Liberi. He was 20 at the time, his only formal education being a rural secondary school in Bukinda, Kabale. But he would read a lot and condense the wisdom of life into the following paragraphs that open the story about Teach Inn Uganda that we will publish in…
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Teddy Bear
“Too good to be true,” recently said Barrett Nash when we discussed a fascinating woman. He meant it literally; he had been shaken up by the realities of life one too many times. Paradoxically, Nash* is the very definition of too good to be true in its more common, less fatalist version. It is hard to…
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Vegetarian Bonanza
I know people who love keeping secrets. It gives them a feeling of security or, in some other cases, perhaps some perverted sense of power. “I know what you don’t know. He he he,” their smirks seem to communicate. As another writer on the Gorilla Highlands blog once humorously revealed, local African cultures value tight-lipped…
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Kigali Crying
Yesterday’s Silverchef announcement reminded me of where I was with my life six months ago and where I do not want to be again. This morning I registered a company called MYL with my partner Isabelle, in Kigali, a picturesque city of blue, black and red roofs sprayed over green rolling hills. There are currently…
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I Would Sometimes Ask Myself Why I Needed to Write
This text was written in 2007 by Noah Liberi. He was 20 at the time, his only formal education being a rural secondary school in Bukinda, Kabale. But he would read a lot and condense the wisdom of life into the following paragraphs that open the story about Teach Inn Uganda that we will publish in…
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Would You Trust a Traditional Healer?
Meg Whelan’s (she’s pictured in the centre) familiarisation trip was coming to an end. In just a couple of days she had flown all over Uganda, experienced three national parks—Kidepo Valley, Queen Elizabeth and Bwindi Impenetrable—and seen a lot that would help her at Connoisseur Travel. There was something nasty growing on her neck and…
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Selfish Traveller’s One Secret to Spill
I am a selfish traveller. I do not like to share. When I find something special, and better yet undisturbed, the last thing I want to do is tell everyone about it. Because as you can say about most hidden found treasures –Humans ruin everything! I bookmarked (online) the Edirisa and the Gorilla Highlands pages…
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Bullshit Meter
I often get stuck in my crammed little room. It has a bed as big as a football pitch (a headmaster once said), shelves with files and my multi-colour Getting Things Done folders, a wardrobe and a huge table; if your father is an architect you learn to demand one. The walls are brown, waiting…
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Irremediable Compulsive Exasperate Inveterate Invincible Beliefs
This text was written in 2007 by Noah Liberi. He was 20 at the time, his only formal education being a rural secondary school in Bukinda, Kabale. But he would read a lot and condense the wisdom of life, heavily influenced by The Alchemist, into the following paragraphs that open the story about Teach Inn…
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Funny Philosopher
My day with Dutch entrepreneurs inevitably took me down memory lane… To the beginning of 2007. I had just spent all my money and sold all my stocks to make The Home of Edirisa in Kabale Town as impressive as possible. Our volunteer Samo Ačko had been doing crazy things, including calling his father to…
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Stop “Borrowing” Gorilla Highlands Photos and Videos
Yesterday the guys who run the social media account for Uganda Waragi used the iconic Lake Bunyonyi photo that Marcus Westberg took for Gorilla Highlands. Without anybody’s permission, without attribution, without anything. When alerted about it, Marcus was particularly upset that his work was used to promote alcohol. After his protest the image was removed of…
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Total Surprise
Something extraordinary happened to me last week, quite possibly due to this personal blog I began to write, exposing myself in the process. I went to Rwanda to collect a bunch of Dutch business people, 7 entrepreneurs successful enough to be members of EO, a global peer-to-peer network that connects owners and founders of companies grossing…
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Life-Saving Blood Straight from the Sky
What a handy coincidence! On Friday we talked about two different Africas and how drones could be used to supervise Sudanese people’s security. On the same day Rwanda launched the first commercial drone delivery service in the world, a more efficient way to supply medical centres. The most interesting part is that these robot airplanes…
