Pan Butamire

Listening to me ranting about the excitement of leaving primary school, you would think that…

I was telling you that my fate as a heathen was sealed through no fault…

And talking about Ntare School, in Uganda, cannot be complete without talking about the man…

If you were in Nshungerezi, Ankole, southwestern Uganda, in the early 1960s, then you know…

The other day, when somebody reminded me of the early 1960s, what sprang to mind…

If I ended last year on a sour note, it was because of a conspiracy…

If you have been to the remote villages of Congo Kinshasa, you have seen her…

As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted by janjaweeds, hyenas and other demonic…

And so there you are, bemoaning your lot for having so many relatives and being…

And so it goes. It is by examining misfortunes elsewhere that you realise how lucky…