Category: Our People
Our Stories:
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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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