Thank you for sharing this powerful story with us. Could you tell us about what inspired you to write it? I chose this topic because this is something that has happened to me in my...
A group of students and I recently attended a graduation ceremony in Kampala for online gig workers. Our journey began April 24th, 2025 on a Thursday morning as we prepared to travel from Nakivale to...
I was coming home from football training one brisk January evening when I met a tall, brown man with dreadlocks on his head. He was wearing a white shirt and a jacket. He spoke in...
Thank you for sharing this powerful story with us. Could you tell us about what inspired you to write it?
I chose this topic because this is something that has happened to me in my life and I know that it happens to other people too. Someone proposed to me that he loves me and I didn't feel the same.
A group of students and I recently attended a graduation ceremony in Kampala for online gig workers. Our journey began April 24th, 2025 on a Thursday morning as we prepared to travel from Nakivale to Kampala. There were 27 of us, including two trainers, and the founder of Her Dreams Count, Anny Sybile.
I was coming home from football training one brisk January evening when I met a tall, brown man with dreadlocks on his head. He was wearing a white shirt and a jacket. He spoke in a high voice, like a woman, but anyone could tell that he was only pretending because of the deep bass of his voice. He greeted me and introduced himself. He said that his name was Kelly, and that he was gay.